By the time that you hear me, <br />I spoke in your past. <br />When I hear your reply, <br />You in mine. <br /> <br />The image you see of me left me - <br />How long ago? <br />Not long, but a while, <br />Unless light brings the moment. <br /> <br />Time present, the gift of light. <br />A pretty conceit. <br /> <br />So what is my now to you but codes of vibrations? <br />Electrical echoes of then? <br />And what, then, is your now to you? <br /> <br />For each point of existence a singular now, <br />By nature impossible to share, <br />From which distance in space is distance in time, <br />And all else is elsewhen and elsewhere.<br /><br />Stewart McKenzie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/timesong-02-now-then/
