They told me to live in the present
They told me to live life to the full
Past was empty, they said,
Past was only a dried dead land
Desperate for a garden,
I entered the present -
Perhaps mine? Perhaps theirs?
And here I am - in a forest - jejune
Just like like my soul. My mind retuned.
And here I am - unable to repugn.
My being - all helpless - falls in a swoon.