The past is ever with us, but the future never so,
The present, as the vital link, completes the three-fold way
On which we all must navigate and shelter as we go,
Creating past from present while the future stands at bay.
We cannot know our progeny past generations four,
Nor trick sly time to ruminate upon what will have been.
Whatever may be possible, there can exist no door
To open and expose to view what has not yet been seen.
Regardless of what may be learned, or of what light is shone,
The future must remain a sphere where none before have gone.
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