The distinction between the past, present and future is nothing but a stubbornly persistent illusion.

-Albert Einstein

Why is it

The more things change

The more they get

Close to the old in their range..

Maybe it’s true

That the past

Holds the clue

To the unknown, vast

Future; unseen

Except in imagination,

In promising dreams

Hoping for translation

Into life, real

Hoping future would

Bring a better deal

Making life good.

Hopeful always

Life’s bounties at present

Would never part ways

But all that’s unpleasant

Would disappear

Would be erased

In the future, near

By better things replaced.

But reality is such

That future mirrors

The past as much

As it differs.

We lay the foundation

Each day, for the future..

For our dreams’ realization

It’s the present we should nurture!