No One Knows What The Future Brings Poem by Frank Sheehan

No one knows
what the future brings
No one can foretell
what tomorrow will unfold,
nor the next week,
the next month or year
It is a journey
to the unexpected
that we all must make
without knowing what
lurks behind the latest curve
Will it consist of
pleasure or pain?
We can only guess
It is all a rambunctious
delicacy that rambles
along the footpaths
of desires and foreboding
that we can only recognize
when it illumines retrospectively
beyond the horizon
into the sphere of despondency.