Time present and time past

Are both perhaps present in time future,

And time future contained in time past.

If all time is eternally present

All time is unredeemable.

What might have been is an abstraction

Remaining a perpetual possibility

Only in a world of speculation.

What might have been and what has been

Point to one end, which is always present.

Other echoes,

Inhabit the garden. Shall we follow?

Quick, said the bird, find them, find them,

Round the corner.

Along the empty alley, into the box circle,

And the pool was filled with water out of sunlight,

And the lotos rose, quietly, quietly,

The surface glittered out of heart of light,

And they were behind us, reflected in the pool.

Then a cloud passed, and the pool was empty.

Footfalls echo in the memory

Down the passage which we did not take

Towards the door we never opened

Into the rose-garden. My words echo

Thus, in your mind.

But to what purpose

Disturbing the dust on a bowl of rose-leaves

I do not know.

The unheard music hidden in the shrubbery,

And the unseen eyebeam crossed, for the roses

Had the look of flowers that are looked at.

Descend lower, descend only

Into the world of perpetual solitude,

World not world, but that which is not world,

Internal darkness, deprivation

And destitution of all property,

Time and the bell have buried the day,

The black cloud carries the sun away.

The crying shadow in the funeral dance,

The loud lament of the disconsolate chimera.

Go, said the bird, for the leaves were full of children,

Hidden excitedly, containing laughter.

Go, go, go, said the bird: human kind

Cannot bear very much reality.

Time past and time future

What might have been and what has been

Point to one end, which is always present.

Image Description:

The Second Fate appears in the center of the frame. She has long dark hair, long silver-colored eyelashes and long fingernails that extend to a point beyond her hand. She is seen from her mid chest and is wearing a bright pink tulle dress. The dress matches the small pink flower petals that appear on the background behind her. The mood is mysterious, intimate and sensual – as if she is inviting you to come and play. She makes hand gestures as she speaks and alternates her gaze, looking up, down and at various areas of the screen. Then returning her eyes back towards the camera.