Lovely Notes Poem by Danielle Mari Nidea

So distant, I say
The point of origin
So far, when I reach out
I realize it was non-existent

A theory, a hypothesis before
Disproved, now merely some lost text
But it was before, oh it was!
It was not non-existent

Archeology perhaps is the science
Nah, all they do is dig
To the future - my eyes!
They hurt! Not now, not now

A semi-sentimental student
So scared of six six six
To the past - oh dear!
Not now, not then, not ever

But it was before, the lovely notes
Fired up by the oil lamps
So far, now non-existent
And the thought gives me nostalgia