the pleasure of now

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I have slipped from the power of now
into the pleasure of now

it’s a kind of relaxation into
what simply is
without argument or
commentary

it doesn’t imply that what is
will always be up-beat –
it will simply be what it is

pleasure and pain, joy and sadness,
clarity and confusion –
all have equal status
here

immeasurably vast, ‘I’ remains
unaffected,
a rock-solid emptiness
in the pleasure garden of now
~