Past, present and future

A destiny, a fate, a faith

Changeable by the blow

Of the wind, in moments

That pass too slow

Walking down the life’s cold path

With bare feet, through shroud of dust

Making choices, taking lust

In else’s pains and suffered past.

For many sorrows

Sadness and grief

Feeling’s death and cold feet

Lies the loneliness dark embrace

Someone said

In times long passed

Go to battle, fight

And win the chest

The chest of wonders

The chest of death

The death of past

And the future of the rest

To make the future to be the best

Is not to dwell into the past

But to fight and make the most

Of the present’s gift and gloss

Only then we start to live

Only then we learn to give

When we seal off our past

And embrace the gift

The gift of present

The gift of light

That lies in each

Day of our life.