It is not our life, not the life we used to name with our name and carry around like a trophy of rare achievement but life itself, flashing through what used to be us. Meditation is life without name, without form. Meditation comes first and last. Meditation bookends all becoming with its fiery finality. Verbs imply time.
Meditation is timeless.
Verbs imply doing. Meditation transcends doing. Verbs imply becoming. Verbs are conjugated. Meditation is undivided, unchanged, all-embracing.