The Now, the jewel of existence

The mind keeps a distance

It has its own set of gems

A clutter that’s hard to cleanse

The Now, it is as simple as that

It is the body’s habitat

The mind has its own lair

Takes us, if we have time to spare

The Now, it is the crucible

Past and future melt, it’s provable

When absorbed in a sunset

Memories, worries play hard to get

The Now, it is always here

Penetrating our depths like a spear

It has the only working door

With direct access to our core