Future Path of Erupting Life

Temperaments in time can change as easily as the currants of the sea. Starting out on this adventure of life there seemed to be endless time to walk thru many doors. But now looking up I notice the sun's glow not as bright. Is that my imagination failing eyesight or the natural passing of time in a day? How many moments do I have to decide which wave to follow to the open doorway? Abundant choices of separate corridors all inside your one dwelling place. Fierce red streaks begin mixing with golden sun rays letting me know of limits. A sudden unplanned , uncharted storm on the horizon quickens the urgency of how long is my pause and can I see multitudes of the whole inside in time?