When the moment’s embraced

Consciousness becomes chaste

Pure joy, neither lower nor higher

With no memory or a desire

Body and mind, free to move

Consciousness won’t disapprove

It watches, silent and centered

Under it, everything’s sheltered

We are free to explore and travel

Farther we go, harder to unravel

The depths of consciousness

It’s of a mysterious provenance

At this moment, the door’s open

We remain in the past, frozen

Consciousness is not a shadow

Of yesterday or tomorrow