Past, Present, and Future

Past; The Fool
A new journey awaits me,
drawing me to the unknown,
like a magnet to the sea.
Whatever is thrown-
my way, I’ll accept with joy.

Present; The World (reversed)
Destroyed, time moves on.
The past is set in stone,
like glass that reflects dawn.
I yearn for the outgrown-
past, that I love so dear.
I wish I could go back to that year.
Time moves so fast, I feel-
As if it’s slipping through-
my fingers like sand.
 
Future; The Sun
Although, time skips past me,
There is no guarantee that-
I won’t find something better at sea.
Life is an hourglass,
The sand slipping through our fingers.
One day, though, a memory will surpass-
My treasured past.