Being here “now” a strong admonition
That joins with “smelling the roses “
States that there is only the present.
Tomorrow and yesterday are but illusions.
Not for humans, this gigantic task.
Perhaps some alien creature that does not dream
May live here, unmoved by imagined yesterdays,
Or the moment yet to come.
It seems the dog, fish and you
Share this condition.
All, all creatures of this earth
Smell yesterday’s imagined scent.
Somewhere there may be a Yogi,
Dwelling in a transcendent state,
Lasting minutes or hours
Neither here nor there, He IS.
What of his escape from time?
Does the clearing of all thoughts
Allow for today?
If not, who smells the roses?
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