The thoughts from past
Hold my mind
As friends and foes
Play their roles
All these a dream
No more I feel
The past I cant change
Just like my dreams
Could I have done this
Or something else
Would I be someone
In another place
Do I want to be different
Would I be better than this
Thoughts from the past
Are all that remain
Am I this for what I know
Or am I this because I am destined so
I claim I dont care
But why then these linger
These thoughts of yore
Change I want here and now
The past is gone
A dream well remembered
Can I change the now without the past?
The rain falls as usual
A chaotic calm
Forced by waters
Churning around
People wait like frogs
Croaking and screaming
Wanting to venture
Into the snakes fangs
Is this present because of the past
Or is it what it is irrespective of time?
Questions Questions .. no answer I know
To stop my mind
From its painful flow
Can I not change the here and now?
I conclude from the philosophies
That the past is a dream
A dream held in conscious memory
I can change no past
Nor is the future clear
Whay then pain myself
With every mans fear
The here and now is all I have
This is the very Truth I conclude for now
For I am conscious of a dream
A dream I hold so dear.. my life
I am ..
Sat Chit Ananda
