The War for the Infinite Now

The War for the Infinite Now

In the dim and dismal past,
there dwelt a power sublime
That shaped the course of all events,
and ruled the march of time
It was the Infinite Possibility,
the source of every dream
That filled the minds of mortal men
with visions of the unseen

But as the ages rolled along,
another force arose
That claimed the future as its own,
and brought the past to close
It was the Infinite Completion,
the end of every quest
That sealed the fate of all things,
and laid them all to rest

And in between these two extremes,
there lies a narrow span
That holds the present moment,
where the life of man began
It is the Infinite Now,
the only thing that's real
That gives the sense of being,
and the power to feel

But oh, the strife that rages,
between the past and future still
That makes the Now a battlefield,
where none can rest or chill
For Possibility and Completion,
are ever at each other's throats
And each one seeks to dominate,
the Now with all its notes

And we, the hapless wanderers,
are caught within their fray
And have to choose a side to join,
or else be swept away
But which one shall we follow,
the past or future bright?
Or shall we stay within the Now,
and hold on to the light?