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Past and future

Ever wonder how for is the future
From the past?
Then comes the present
The border between the past and future
Some say it is closer to the past
Some, to the future
Some, at no side bent
Reasons differ as the opinions
For on one street going up, down another comes
What sense do we reach; still a discussion

That was the past, which passed
One second ago, by the future replaced
The same that passed to make up the endless past
Lived as the present, fast instant
Every second in front of you is your future
Yet your past
I made plans to the future one may say
Obviously it cannot be fulfilled in the past any way
Acted it on the present, didn’t you?
That reacted chemically irreversible to the past
Pushing the close future, closer

Three everlasting instants
Make up the root of a single tree
Yet the past seems to be longest of the three
Digs in present ceaselessly and memorable
What sense do we reach? The order, never reversible
Past and future, present in between.

11 May 2008

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