2025-07-05
The Future Moves Into Us
We are not walking toward the dawn,
Not chasing stars, nor paths we’re on.
The road ahead is not ahead—
It breathes beneath our steps instead.
The clock hands turn, but not to lead;
They pulse within, they plant a seed.
A whisper not from far away,
But blooming in the bones today.
No distant light we strive to find—
The future forms inside the mind.
Each breath, a bridge. Each thought, a door.
It knocks within our inner core.
We do not move toward what will be;
The future flows through you and me.
It folds itself into our skin,
Becomes the pulse we feel within.
So still your chase, unlace your pace—
The future meets you face to face.
Not something far you have to do—
The future’s not out there.
It’s you.
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