Music Of The Ever Present Moment - Poem

"A single blade of grass dances in the wind to the beat of the ever-present moment...' This short poem will act as a finger-pointing to the moon of acceptance and awakening. It will act as a catalyst for inner transformation and connection.

Transcript

A single blade of grass dances in the wind to the beat of the ever-present moment. I sit and listen to the song until nothing but the song remains. Wind rustling, Traffic rumbling, Heart beating, Dogs barking, Birds cheeping, People talking, Brain thinking, Eyes blinking, Body breathing, Mind perceiving. Just sitting, Just watching, Just listening, Just being, Here, Just being, Now, Just. Now, Now, Now, Now, Now, Now, Now. A wisp of smoke rising, More substantial than rock. The knowing, The knower, And the known are one. All labels fall away. I never was, Yet it always is. There is nothing but the music of the ever-present moment. There is nothing but now. Freedom from form, Freedom from I, Spy the lie the moment I die. What's left but now, No one to wonder why. Listen closely to the sigh of the inner I, As it fails to find the individual I. Oh my, Don't cry, This is all there ever was, My guy. Awaken, The dream is over, There is no one there to be shy. You never existed, It was all a beautiful lie, A cosmic joke played by the eternal I. Testify to the truth that words can only imply. There is nothing but now to clarify.