The unit of life is awareness, and whatever knows it.Awareness lights one scene at a time.
Though it cleverly brings in a cast of daydreams,
and audibles, that steal the attention.
And narrow you to a sliver.
Feelings wear costumes and pretend to be,
as true and lasting as mountains.
All rise to the pretense of continuity.
For these, and all others,
the currency of life is still awareness, and whatever knows it.
