What is presence

this gift of time and space?
The taste of the breeze and the smell of the trees
and the waltz of the earth and bare feet.
Thoughts ago, gone.
Ahead, left for then.
It’s the moment of bliss
amongst the madness of else.
And the awareness to recognize the difference.
The feel of the sun
when the mind drifts
as it does.
And how do we practice
this miracle of life?
As our Baba
Ram Dass advises:
be here,