Present Moment Burns

Present Moment Burns Present moment burns itself into mind,
Yet gently like a trembling kiss or
When hearing my name in soft music.
I concentrate awareness
Looking into clear heavenly light.

The moment flies, as though
Early morning dream unclaimed.
Though it may not last in memory, it lies within my heart,
Which means as much as world to me,
Secret alcove so utterly divine.

How sweet to be connected yet apart,
Joined to One and yet to All,
To surrender yet never be enslaved,
Know my life as part of Greater Light,
Safely sleep, then wake in solitude of peace.

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