Future holds in store
Judicious extension of present  actions
Is it shock or waves
None can say

Is it awaiting
Mapped out the proceedings
Just have to enter its gates
To undergo the experience

Will it transform itself
Acording to the need of the hour
Basing its estimation on its own laws
And deliver judgements on call

No point fearing it
No point embracing it
Embrace the fear
That's more like it

A distance to travel
Between present and future
Once reached it ceases to exist
Again it awaits our arrival if we are on the list


Triggering a new event
Up until now unforseen
It starts its circle
Future includes these hurdles

Existing and not
Shortest duration apart
Eerie that we  know
Its existence and disappearance

It journeys backwards
Becomes the present then the past
Predicting it we use the wrong formula
Only prediction is that there is no formula

Best way to endure
Be in harmony with it
Until it exists ignore it
When it ceases ignore it

It never exists in the present
Therefore the problem does not arise
Like chasing your own shadow
Futile is readying yourself for the morrow