​Have you ever looked up at the star-studded sky and wondered how zillions of years of history is looking down on us? I feel a quiet rush of wonder through my veins to see eternity wrapped in each moment that presents itself. I begin to ponder why most of us never fully embrace it. Perhaps, we have always allowed the mirage of what isn’t there to delude us. 

I am tangled in my thoughts
I’m trying to break free,
From these chains I’m bound to,
These boundaries around me.

Like a whisper, I hear — 
“Your mind is the doer,
Keeping you in cage
As its lifelong prisoner
You can let go,
If only you dare.”

Where is that moment?
The one that’s present
The one we’re supposed to live.

I keep looking for it
I wander away
Sometimes in a wild far off place
Sometimes in an unrelenting race
Sometimes in another time and space.
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