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Musings of a Wordsmith - 24. 24 - (Ex)Past

The past, your past is back,
it arrives, thou, to a different you,
who is no longer easily dazzled,
who knows how to gaze at the horizon
with the eager curiosity of an explorer
and the wisdom born from experience.


The past, your past is back
and you turn it into your present,
you season it with what you have lived,
you glaze it with knowledge and faith,
you live it then just as new,
you change it into future past.


The past, your past is not back,
it still is present, your present;
no need to change new to past,
no need to change past to new:
it is just life happening on and on.

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This is an interesting reflection on the relationship we have with our pasts. Sometimes, something we think was buried and forgotten re-emerges. Your poem reminds me that it need not reestablish itself as a center of my existence. 

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