A Future Wrought From Distant Ages Poem by Doris Cornago

Time is your ally if you know the right path
Go fast or slow, does not truly matter
You're on your way and will be there
Enjoying the sight by hindsight or
Foresight does not make steps
Falter, just alone or together
Just the same gather
Your wits, don't be
Directionless
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Faith
Is
The
Form
Of things
Unseen but
Prophesied to
One who listens
It's also a promise
That takes form from
Day to day like some hazy
Giant puzzle, a future wrought
From distant ages, now unfolding
In lives interlinked thru distant stars
Planets orbit, forces are interlinked without
Within, our hearts beat to a rhythmic universe