The parcel of time covering covering everyone’s life is divided into three parts, past, present, and future. They are distinct in difference to each other with a set boundary, yet bound to each other as though they were one.
Captain Ron 65
What happened yesterday, what happens tomorrow, Which holds more happiness, which has more sorrow. What happened yesterday, is marked on the wall. What happens tomorrow, hasn’t happened at all.
The past grows from point of birth, to a present moment in time. Moment of birth and death are fixed, it’s history shall only be thine. The present travels in-between, as the future shrinks toward death. Mistakes will matter far less, as we lay upon our one last breath.
Dwell all you will, on mistakes of the past. But, change it you will not, magnified sorrow will last. Live in the future, and walk blindly to the ditch. No castle of tomorrow, is a path to a soul more rich.
Hold close and dear, sweet memories gone by. Set the compass ahead, and don’t focus on why. What was, what will, has no effect on come what may. What you see and touch, is real only today.
If what matters most, is displayed all round, What was there all along, is your happiness found. Air you breathe, friends, children, husband or wife, The most valued reality, is that, Now…Is Your Life.