The Here

The mind in a business attire

Compares to the prior

Never satisfied with the here

Looming large, it won’t disappear

The mind’s intensity

Knows no brevity

Its capacity is large

Senses lead the charge

Drawing us into rumination

Stepping away, there’s fascination

Viewed with an equal eye

The mind’s never a boring sky

When the mind’s clouds settle

The heart regains its fettle

Window to what is here

No time will it disappear