Past presents me to the Future
Suddenly the bye gone years
Including the last
Appear so remote
So much outdated
Even though
They used to be my present
Whatever was then
Was the state of the art
But not any more.
After being collated and zipped by time.
Events and incidents become abstract paintings
The school days in the village
The college life in the big city
The first year in America
The first job
The first year of marriage
The birth of babies
Their growth and leaving home
The brush with intimacy
All appear and disappear
Like movie trailers
Short, sweet and surreal.
Today will be gone soon too
Becoming a footnote
To the future I cannot see
The sedimentary rock of my life
Collects one grain at a time
With the signature of my presence
Etched in each of them
((*.*))
February 26, 2007 |