blink and you will miss me
the old fool

I exist in this moment
as do you my friend
too soon
both you and I
will be the dust
of cosmic storms
our purpose
whatever it may have been
as unsure of itself
and as mystical
as in the now

before long
we shall say adieu
to our memories
for memories
have no substance
they are not of
the carbon matter
of all other things
things that are finite
floating in
this infinite universe
they are a nothing
existing only in our heads
only while the heart beats

in a twinkling of an eye
mankind will be gone
from this place
yet while the thinking mind subsists
the lessons of history
have meaning
or seemingly of
little significance
all of our recollections
have value
messages from the past
once digested
play a part
in how we serve out
the sentence
that is our existence

future generations
those as yet not conceived
might never find a paradise
in which to live
yet it is out there
given a fair wind
coupled with a perception
of what has gone before
then they may at least
chart their course

should a reason
for each of us
to recount our own story
then let it be to gift you
yes you
the ones that follow
such pieces of our lives’
that we may recall
negligible as they are
they may help guide you
upon your journey

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