The Present Moment

Sometimes, in moments of idle daydreams
When the way forward seems opaque
And eager limbs are nailed to a point of standstill

Backwards becomes the only means of progression
Drifting en arrière to a clearer and simpler air
A time that was once dark too, and now merely jaded

Persuaded, I click my fingers and return to a rosy past
But when it becomes my present, the colours decay
Drowning in this hazy state of actuality, I cast

My cares into the abyss and return to an instant
Filled with looming question marks, yet simultaneously
As clear and rosy as I know it will one day become

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