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                                              Thich Nhat Hanh

                           the past
                           has already happened,
                           the future
                           is yet to come
                           we only have
                           the present moment
                                      behind him
                           through the window
                           a branch of the fir tree
                           up and down
                           in the wind






being wormhole: right effort
snow wormhole: snoring / schlupp
time wormhole: ‘I asked my Nan to write down her memoirs …’
trees wormhole: the window
wind wormhole: after a lot / of rain