Another Future

beyond the beauty of the morning
are the vibrances of life,
hopes and fears
truth and lies,
the anxieties of death
the miracles of birth,
up into the skies we look
search for that which is real,
wondering and imagining
if and when our fate is sealed,
morning comes often
as does the night
a black veil of sleep
temporarily inducing us into
dreams and fantasies
where life is rich and fanciful
and precious memories restore our
longing for the past, forge the future
into what could be again...
daunting is the task ahead
boulders of opposition roll into
our uncertain path, delaying us, our
journey and subsequent arrival,
habitual creatures we are and have
evolved not knowing when to stand 

or when to flee into another future.

October 15, 2025