The shadow by my finger cast <br />Divides the future from the past: <br />Before it, sleeps the unborn hour <br />In darkness, and beyond thy power: <br />Behind its unreturning line, <br />The vanished hour, no longer thine: <br />One hour alone is in thy hands,-- <br />The NOW on which the shadow stands.<br /><br />Henry Van Dyke<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sun-dial-at-wells-college/
