Poem of the day: To the Future

To the mysterious and unknown beyond

Bane of sages, confuser of kings

A seal only through time’s aged hand unbound

Bringing to each man according to his lot

 

How may we know you

So far away yet always upon us

You timeless impartial judge

You who from your silent mysterious heart

Bring to some men hope

And to some others despair

 

What shall I receive from you?

O you mysterious sage?

Will I have only fear?

Or is there hope in there?

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