There is Only Now

There is no future, only what we picture in our mind, right now. 

There is no past, only what we imperfectly remember, right now. 

Can we be here, here, here. 

Right in this moment. 

Each moment, strung together, as a string of pearls. 

The Witness arises to watch thoughts come, and watch thoughts drift away. 

Then even the Witness disappears. 

Leaving Source.

Awake.