across, the pane of there ‘n here
stood straight ‘n held by bracing beams,
I see Time’s arrow’s trace laid clear
in permanence obscene…
Where once I was I am no more –
no longer does that me exist.
Approach, then, future for to Yet
that now is gone! New now is set
‘n e’er shall it persist!
As future finds me at a loss
for present lasting, now
Image credit – Svetoslav Sokolov
