The Wheel Is Always Turning

“The time hath come,” the prophet said, “To see what concerns tomorrow, Shall it become of many happy things Or shall it be of sorrow?” Then the prophet said, as he looked ahead Into the mist that was returning, “Ah! I now can see the future crystal clear, For the wheel is always turning!” “The time is now,” then the prophet said, “For us to see what fires are burning, But are not our passions lit from times before In the process of our learning?” Then the prophet said, for he’d looked ahead, “Lo’ the past is yet returning, And thus tomorrow lies under familiar skies For the wheel is always turning!” “The time hath come,” the prophet said, “If you understand my meaning, To dispel those times of despair and dread, As toward the past we yet are leaning!” “O’ the time hath come!” the prophet said, “To prevent the past from returning, But today ‘is’ what was, and what ‘is’ shall be, For the wheel is always turning!”