The present—what is it?
Is it where we are
what we think
or how we feel?

Or is it what we do
the actions that we take?

Is it what we believe in
what we hope is yet to come?

Or is it our past
that defines what we become?

If all we know is where we’ve been
how can our thoughts become what is seen?

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