BURNT NORTON

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.
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.
・・・・・・

BURNT NORTON
(No. 1 of 'Four Quartets')
T.S. Eliot

年が明けて、ふとこの詩を思い出しました。
教えてもらったのが十数年前、未だに意味は大して分かりません。
でも何故か気に入っています。

明けましておめでとうございます。
今年もよろしくお願いします。