There is a future and it is a parallel place

Not a circle not a sphere not one but two entities

Both alive in me both the same

For I cannot conceive of the future without the now

All the beauty in my mind is rearranged

To design the future in my dreams

There can be no regret when I know

That my dreams are the mirror of my lived life

And that my future is the grace derived

When I look back it becomes clear

That this has happened many times

As I fly from line to line

Always anticipating the glory

Of the next dream, future, life

© Paul Viel 2002