An echo from the past

Have you noticed?

Social media keeps us in the past.

As does everything ever written, directed and composed, even if it was made to last. It may be beautiful, yet it is past and due its date. And from that time and space, nothing new will ever be made.

In presence you create, it's your gift you give the world in your unique magical way.

Spoken words can be a present as they show us who we are. Yet a message is from the past, possible an echo of what was written from the heart.

When I meet your written words, already you will have changed. Do I now read an echo, quite possible in vain?

I would much rather us speak this day and seize what is here now!

Careful! The past can become your cage.

Perhaps you could let go, and embrace the presence of this day.

It is your dreams I'd love to see, not someone elses recreated mimicry.

I'd rather see you smile as you create in play. This way its a memory born free, without attachment for us to see.

This too is my echo from the past, hopeful and wishing to set you free at last.

Perhaps now we can meet in this moment, free from our fetters, and rediscover each other as we are and not as we were before.

Let us leave the past in nevermore.

Written by Sven Selle