A page turns,
Pointless to dwell on the past,
it’s gone like the wind, like a twinkle, like stardust.
Look up and walk your dream.
Dreams are borderless,
they let you fly the limitless sky.
Who knows about tomorrow?
Better embrace the surprise, the mystery, the unknown.
The Unknowable comes in various guises to teach us,
then we find ourselves in the space
mirroring what was, what is,
what will become.