"It's not a spectator sport!"

Living in the moment
Trying to survive.
Osho says I'll do it,
But perhaps he's lied.

The moment I find easy,
To make my breathing rhyme.
But while I'm in the moment,
The clock keeps ticking time.

I mow the lawn, just pushing,
Smelling grass and dirt.
But clock still keeps on moving,
I forget to go to work.

So praise the digits on my watch,
They help me keep in tune.
For how else would I ever know,
It's fast approaching noon?

And is today still Wednesday,
Or is next week now here?
Living in the moment
Is confusing me, I fear.