I am the actualization of the future -

The continuation of the past.

Within the structures of eternal realms

I am held captive,

Oscillating between the pure and the

Thinkable paths of your future.

I am the now, the present, the past.

For had I not been possible, none of

this would have happened;

None of you;

None of them.



I am traveling, patterned, down the path

From yesterday to tomorrow.

As I cross the line into the future

The truth unfolds before me.



My questions grow in numbers -

The answers coming too late.

Will I ever be tomorrow?

Or must I pray and wait?







© 1972 - Michael E. Zets, Jr., Westlake, Ohio - All rights reserved.