being here now

I am the cushion

On which the

Present moment sits.

Its weight I can handle,

But when Yesterday and Tomorrow

Add their weight,

I am flattened.

As it goes,

Now is the only weight

That keeps me firm.

Thinking is allergic to Now.

It runs to the back, or to the front of it,

Taking feelings along for the ride.

Do not go with them.

Stay with Now.

It makes a more consistent companion.