In a movie
The past was a beautiful maiden
As young as spring
While future wore
The visage of death
A natural thought
In our march from cradle to grave
But is it right?
Isn’t the past now dead
The future the place of renewal?
When the dead past haunts
The living present
Where will our futures
Lead us?
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The mood is neither dark nor hopeful. This is just a question, a thought, as the past is remembered and the future pondered. But I am in the now as I think about it. For a moment,it collapses to the present and I am just me, here, neither good nor bad, I just am.
And you, what do you think?