If the past is only an idea,
And the future does not exist;
Then we have the present,
Though immearsureable,
It's what we have,
And it travels faster
Than the speed of light.
Grab it.
Now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Francie, this poem speaks to the profound philosopher poet in you. Yet another creative output to your very witty poems. Love this one, my friend! ! !