Awareness

Awareness makes us a sponge

Into life, we eagerly lunge

Through each encounter, we learn

To embrace life, not spurn

Spilled time, we then soak up

With the present, we make up

Through every breath, we mine

The depths beneath memory’s brine

Wishing stops, living begins

As we shed accumulated skins

The bare truth may be revealed

It becomes our protective shield

Living in awareness is fun

We are witness to history’s rerun

Of desires and past mistakes

Awareness reduces their stakes