I am the cushion
On which the
Present moment sits.
Its weight I can handle,
But when Yesterday and Tomorrow
Add their weight,
I am flattened.
As it goes,
Now is the only weight
That keeps me firm.
I am the cushion
On which the
Present moment sits.
Its weight I can handle,
But when Yesterday and Tomorrow
Add their weight,
I am flattened.
As it goes,
Now is the only weight
That keeps me firm.
Looking back,
We could turn the most beautiful butterfly
Into the most deadly snake.
And miss the emerging caterpillar.