Reflections of the Past, Visions of the Future

I lived through the '60s, when peace and love were in the air. The scene had this incredible feeling, but it didn't last, like the government had it killed. Yet there were leftovers, and we rode the nightlife times. Then more diversions and more ups and downs, and those plastic fantastic lovers! I remember learning from sages and from fools, taking the rap for the deals gone bad, caught between the past and the future. Until I realized that I was in charge and I had what it takes! Then reality has to conform to you. For life can't be second-guessed; it knows even if you don't. Take your turn, don't hesitate, for one must strike with pure resolve. One night, I looked up, and the stars looked back, saying, Soon you too will shine! Where is that hope that strikes in a person's face? The look in the eye that says, these are my stories, all the unforgettable ones, those lifetime highlights we hold dearly in our hearts. Contemplating whether we shall see them again someday, maybe in another dimension. And those times will look bright, so too will the faces of the youth, lucky enough to find some of that peaceful energy, and with love, on a sultry summer day!