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.
