These Are The Days
What will happen?
Between now and the future lies an untrodden path,
Unlit and uncharted.
It will be the aim of my words to chart these unknown steps,
The darkened world,
Hidden by time itself,
Only unsheathed when they are immediately upon us.
Ours is to dream,
To wait and to dream.
Only in our dreams will the path become clear,
But for a brief moment.
Then the darkness shrouds again,
Leaving us to chart our daily journey,
To push on through the unknown,
As it is all we know,
It's all we can see.
The future is dictated by the steps we have taken,
For it is only once we have taken those steps,
That we can truly see why we stepped in that direction.
It is futile to guess,
It is painful in hope
And it is gut-wrenching in frustration.
Between now and the future lies an untrodden path,
Unlit and uncharted.
It will be the aim of my words to chart these unknown steps,
The darkened world,
Hidden by time itself,
Only unsheathed when they are immediately upon us.
Ours is to dream,
To wait and to dream.
Only in our dreams will the path become clear,
But for a brief moment.
Then the darkness shrouds again,
Leaving us to chart our daily journey,
To push on through the unknown,
As it is all we know,
It's all we can see.
The future is dictated by the steps we have taken,
For it is only once we have taken those steps,
That we can truly see why we stepped in that direction.
It is futile to guess,
It is painful in hope
And it is gut-wrenching in frustration.