the holy ground of the here

the Holy ground of the here

Come

Come into the moment

Come into the moment where it is deep and wide and still

The moment brims with the obvious

And that to which we are oblivious

It surrounds within with silenced and noise

And a cacophonous calm

Come

Come

Come into the moment

Abandon all yearning for yesterday

Come

Come live in the moment

But do not build a house

Be at home yet remain homeless

For the holy ground of the here is fluid

It is not for residing but living

The estate of the now is prime real and priceless

The only thing you have to pay

The only thing you have to pay

The only thing you have to pay

Is attention