Moments Of The Future Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sweeping into the dust of another tomorrow, hoping to find our
way on trails left in the dirt by our ancestors, coming and
going, never being discouraged or defeated.

Always rising to moments of the future, so tender and beautiful,
filling intellect with wonder and excitement that never quits,
thrilling to the complicit purity that brings us all into the
present before we turn and enter our futures.

Representing ways of humanity as moments enter and leave us
constantly with no one ever knowing the truth of what we're
doing on this earth.