Foresight and Hindsight

Finally some New Substance to revell over
Some New text to ponder and out-wit
a challenge
something better than these dismal days of freedom

Had we not been set loose we would not know what to expect
these days to come
with spring drawn to a close and the sun beating
It will be hot here
and
It will be hot there
Both of these valleys are an attestment of the living
stand
here
there
with me, beside me
And I will conquer them all
with the sun
and the moon
the waves and the clouds
see to it that we all shall prosper
In this golden age of summer
I will be waiting
I will return
Will you
My love?
will you?