Future Shock

The future seems so hard at times Although it’s answered prayer Unfolding futures Offer no previews, Are innately mysterious Have their own rhythm and perfume, Always leave us guessing. The future is like a developing cloud That can build into a thunderhead Complete with lighting flashes Or color an evening sky With rainbow like diffractions of light Calming jagged nerves. Always a partner in marriage, I await my bride at the alter of time, Whether the music playing be ecstatic or a dirge The organist has been paid, The wedding guests have gathered And many lives await our vows. Do I love her? Good question! Like a tsunami approaching the shore She rushes landward, As unstoppable as a tide, How can man say no to lunar phases? And the future also has its moods, Blushing like a girl you just kissed, Withdrawn like forgotten birthday. But when she nestles in your arms You can feel her softly purring, Motor running, she belongs to you. Brian Johnston January 30, 2016