I live immersed in the river
of this next moment's wash.
ever embraced
in its nuances constantly passing.
nothing of outrageousness to notice
but ongoing is emerging as soothe.
enveloped by awareness's beaming
as is ever its witness pledge.
the child of my mind fancies
in the whimsy of details,
my salutations privately offered,
as inward passing remarks.
motionless done,
as a gesturing of calm.
gaze, with no particulars advancing.
feel, with embodiment as formalized.
no statement of being
arises to be spoken.
presence is overwhelming
all of substantive matter.
sensory, as incoming, is blessed,
yet, sent on its way.
fluidity is fountaining
as the pour of this flow.
aliveness is having a field day.
me, I am along for the glide . . .
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