The Present moment (n.) vanishes the instant you grasp it to get something from it.
Present moment (n.) has nothing coming to be and nothing ceasing; it is itself the absolute tranquillity of nirvana, without limit, and herein is eternal delight.
The Present moment (n.) is infinitely small — gone before we can measure it — and yet it lasts for ever.
The Present moment (n.) turns ordinary again the instant after the glimpse, even though the finger still points straight at it.
The Present moment (n.) is the nearest thing to eternity we know: it has no length, cannot be measured, and is always here.
Present moment (n.) is always dying into the past faster than imagination can follow, and always being born, new, out of the unknown we call the future.