When I enter a deep meditation, there  are no questions, only contemplation .
Life itself seems to stop and that instant  is seen  as an eternal inexhaustible present.
Maybe, I could  compare it to a vast quiet, calm and serene lake in a night where the moon would reflect its light  but not only on the surface of those waters, but in the depth, which is deeper that we can ever imagine, just as a pearl of soft, delicate, exquisite  and magnificent colors.

Thus, the present in the meditative meditation,  is  no more than the absence of time itself. There is no past, neither future, there  is only that total reality, that embraces everything, that made everything.  A brightness as that pearl of light in  the mysterious lake, in the diaphanous conscience, which is the human mind.

The present is the only reality but nevertheless it is so extremely fragile, that reality is as brief as its  own  emptiness.  

In the meditative meditation, there is no difference anymore, there is no distance,  there is no separation, only in the present we flow,  only in the present we are. 

But, who can understand this ? That, the most powerful knowledge  is to go beyond understanding and then  only to know.