Today and Time in the Rhyme of Mystery

By: Jonathan Noble

What joy is there that could be greater than today,
Yet how sad as coy minutes pass and never stay?
We may live in the pleasant present
Yet resent the truth that she can never be grasped;
And yet, too, there is ever the past and the future,
For the present cannot last even for one moment
As it is esoterically lodged in between these two
But practically dodged because it is most elusive;
For all that, this is where we ever arrive and live
At an ongoing pace in non-existent temporal space
That is nevertheless real as it steals your very life;
Ah! but this is what we have been given to enjoy
Like a toy that can never be held along with that
Time which has slipped from us – that is, the past
As well as that into which we cannot dip – future;
Though again, what joy can be greater than today,
Yet how sad as coy minutes pass and never stay?
Time is mystery with a history, the tomorrows
That never come, and the always passing present


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