The moving self

The past might be gone,

and so it lives arranged

in memories that are

part of the stories of self,

but the present is infused

with the future that drips

into the now with anticipations

and predictions about what

might be as a growing edge

to our personal unfolding stories.


Without the past we do

not have these growing

edges of story,

without the future the bridges

to something new and beyond

cannot be built with surety;

and it is in the present

where the past and the future

collide in the creation of

an ever evolving and moving self.