Where We Must Meet
June 25, 2019 Leave a comment
The past me you remember
May or may not be true and recognizable
To the me you see right here.
A new me rises daily as do you.
While familiar, in this moment,
We remain mysteriously unknown
To each other and to ourselves.
Our future selves, unborn in tomorrow
Have endless opportunities for good first impressions.
But they have yet to arrive into being
And so are total strangers to us both.
Should we conspire to neither bring our mental scrapbooks
Of yesterday’s people who we are no longer,
We can welcome our discoveries;
Not remembering past pains
And judge us kindly companions
Worthy of sharing our journey through this day or hour.
As we are we cannot meet in past nor future.
We must choose to meet here and now.
It’s the only time we have,
If we are to ever meet at all.
Andy Dix
Little Glen Lake
Glen Arbor, MI
2019
