the present is a construct of the past

every breath we have taken

is the sum of who we are

that past we remember

does it affect our present?

does forgetting cleanse our slate?



are we bound by the rattling cold chains

that bind us to as distant memory?

does time eventually conquer us?

are we only doomed to repeat history

if we remember it?



the constant past that never leaves

is it a blessing or a curse?

do moments give birth to new moments?

or are they transformed

into the next state of flux



that clean slate of the now

is ready

redefine the now

using yesterday’s palette

paint a new tomorrow

© 2017 michael d emmerich