Poems

As the Past Approaches

As the past approached,
the future, even when you've lived it,
remains to be seen.
 
Behind that door
there is life. But guess!
Out or in?
This side or the other?
Closed or open?
Who's waiting for me there?
Who am I waiting for?
I have still to discover.
 
One foot forward,
one backward.
The truth is
neither key nor lock.
 
 
30.5.2005
From Patthar Ho Jaayegii Nadii, Stone-River