Consider the unknown hour of your death

Consider the unknown hour of your life

Consider the hours

The unknown hours

You cannot know them

No need to worry for the morrow

You are here now

There is nowhere else to go

Nothing else to do

No one else to be

Nothing else to say

You are Equanimity 

Here

Now

Here

Now

Here

Now here

Nowhere

Here the grass is never greener on any other side

In fact there are no sides at all

In a forest of differentiations there is a clearing called Contentment

Find it and stay there the rest of your days

In this way you will cease your suffering and in turn the suffering of others

You will drink of true Joy

Oh how sweet the taste!