Too present to imagine...................

 

Age saw two quiet children

Go loving by at twilight,

He knew not whether homeward,

On outward from the village,

Or (chimes were ringing) churchward.

He waited (they were strangers)

Till they were out of hearing

To bid them both be happy.

"Be happy, happy, happy,

And seize the day of pleasure."

The age-long theme is Age's.

'Twas age imposed on poems

Their gather-roses burden

To warn against the danger

That overtaken lovers

From being overflooded

With happiness should have it

And yet not know they have it.

But bid life seize the present?

It lives less in the present 

Then in the future always,

And less in both together

Than in the past.  The present

Is too much for the senses,

Too crowding, too confusing—

Too present to imagine.

-Robert Frost, Carpe Diem