Do not languish or linger in past moments
for they are only smoke from the dying embers of time.
All words spoken float away and drift forever on the
current of eternity, powerless and transparent.
Any ideas and great treasures of recorded glory
shall certainly merge back into
The Great Ocean of Inspiration.
Perception of self and others through the lens of
separation is surely the worst kind of imprisonment
within the walls of illusion.
No time, no then, no when
only forever here, now, everywhere.

April 2014