Just a thought.

There's so much beauty right here;
I feel no need to look to the yesteryear.

I feel sorrow
for ones who create
illusory, fanciful
notions of events
to get them through today's tomorrow.

To be truly
in awe of the now,
one doesn't look to ancient past
in order to take a bow.

Only ghosts re-live their pasts to feel proud.

Only those missing something
fill their voids with obsolete fiction
to make their present more re-assuring.