Dance of the Metaphysical
Without the Future
We cannot plan
Without the Past
We cannot remember
Without the Now
We cannot live
The Holy Trinity
Of the Human Being
The blessing and the curse
Of all men
Tis a dance of time
A dance of spirit
A dance of mind
Who will lead you?
Will you forever prepare
For the storm that never comes?
Will you forever mourn
That which you have lost?
Will you dance here in the now
Deaf
Dumb
And blind
To either horizon?
It is the ability, to dip a toe into the past
To peer into the waters
Yet not allow the ghosts of yesterday
To drag you down into their frigid depths.
To peer through the tall grass, into the fields of tomorrow
You may see a lion
Yet don't be paralyzed
He does not see you yet
You have time to prepare
You are hidden beneath the shade of Now
Farewell tomorrow
I will see you
Yesterday