The Cycle of Past, Present, And Future
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I left the past, in all its fullness, thinking, surely life isn’t complete.
Next came the present, a flower in full bloom; it is so sweet.
The past, a mere seed: it must have been.
For the present was surely growing within.
Then came a vision of the present extending into the future,
Life’s parts drawn together like a surgical suture.
My thoughts were evolving, trying by explaining,
Life can be more by expanding and remaining.
Just as the present comes from the thoughts of the past,
Our future is born from our dreams so vast.
It’s our present thoughts, our dreams’ full array,
That brings the dawning of each new day.
Our futures are fleeting, they too will not last;
They become the seeds for our next past.
The cycle continues, round and round,
Can the start or the end ever be found?
Copyright © Bill Baker | Year Posted 2023
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