Something More Coaching

The Moments, The Past


Every moment passes

And falls into the past

Everything that happens

Does, but a moment, last.

At the time so red,

So vivid an array,

Episodes, over time,

Become a shade of grey.

The heat of the instant

Soon dissipates

Life turns into

Other states.

And on these tides,

We humans are cast,

Living the moments

That become the past.

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