The consciousness,
the watch that is always present
It does not go back and it does not leap forward
If imagined, it can existNow
Even somewhere in an alternate universe where all dreams are real
In mine, everything tastes sweet and salty but you do not gain a pound
And with the beauty of a frozen lavender sunset
There is peace,
but not just the quiet kind
This world exists because of perception
Made from one perfect form that was an idea in an omnipresent mind
