The science of living

Teaches nothing about being

Which cannot be explained

And it cannot be feigned

Being is about the present

Time does not carry its scent

Being, it’s living in awareness

The joy it brings is selfless

Being makes us whole

No longer in the mind’s hole

Awareness becomes the free sky

Where thoughts cannot fly

The art of living and being

Takes awareness, when all seeing

Without preference or a liking

Being is the same as living