Spiritual poem about the future. |
A NEW STORY The future stretches out before me like an intangible and unknown story. Vaguely visible. Enticing me to follow its path. Shades of creativity dividing and moving in different directions. Calling me to follow willingly. Encouraging me to create anew. Now is the future of yesterday. The culmination of plans laid down. The destination of paths followed. From here I can survey the map of my life. Choose to take paths of old or create new ones. Now is the storyteller of tomorrow. The propagator of the future. Deep are the desires, which bind us together. Unique are our stories, which weave together our past, present and future. Formidable is the place where we are heading; the story we are creating. For those who are shrouded in helplessness and others who wear armour of zeal. My rising expectations are humbled now by the knowing and unknowing of my inner child; unfettered from chains of the past and constraints of the future. Boundless in the eternal moment of now. Encouraged by the past to create a future with a new and boundless story. Undetectable is the energy, which unites us as one. Suffocating is the illusion of our separateness. Intoxicating is the drama of our existence. Immersed in the stories of our creation. Now is the time to create a new story to serve all our desires for a better future. By Catherine Smith |