The Future Is Alive And Well
The past is dead
Future's alive
Black clouds are gone
Sun is shining
God is smiling
Angels singing
I am soaring
Like an eagle
Flying so high
NATURALLY
Richard Wlodarski (c) 2026
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There's a lot to be afraid of what lies ahead, but every black cloud fades away in time. An optimistic outlook Richard thanks for this lovely write!