Moments ago, one second was the thought of this
And moments later, one second is the thought of that.
For how long, I wonder,
Will a minute last
Without the entanglement of this and that?
You ask, “This?”
I say, “Feel this when it is gone…far away…gone.”
You ask, “That?”
I say, “Feel that when it is here…within the reach of your palm.”
It’s a lovely mystery, our this and our that, you and the universe.