The Tides Of Promise Poem by Kevin Patrick Brown

The future flows past our bodies
Depositing a raging vision of time.
Delicious crossroads of possibility;
Helpless, we reach eagerly to grasp
What we know we might never possess,
But passion is a catalyst
That will combine heart and mind;
Forging a new meaning of time
Selling our past to fund tomorrow,
We battle the physical flood that
Rises as a tide of promise
And sweeps us towards the far horizon.