no. 159

The thoughts of yesterday

Shape today

The thoughts of today

Shape tomorrow

I am

And am not

My thoughts

Simultaneously

They always happen now

Always

Always

Always now

Like a projector

On a blank screen

The images keep changing

The thoughts keep rising

And falling

And I stand at the crossroads

Between yesterday

And tomorrow

And in the midst of this change

I somehow remain me

Something always allows me

To continually say

I am