Time Dispells

Always is a long, long time,

today is longer still

The beginning of what can never end,

consciousness distills

Tomorrow is the shortest time,

when looked at from today

And yesterday no time at all,

whose notion drifts away

Never is all time denied,

its twisted tongue proclaims

The ending to what can’t begin

mindfulness disdains

Here is where the treadways cross,

all roads found turning in

And now the moment pre-ordained

—transcendence waits within

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)