Sometimes I think I can see the future.
When I sow a seed, I can see it grow into a beautiful plant.
When I collect and egg, I can see it on a plate with bacon and toast.
When I plant a tree, I can see it heavy with fruit.
Sometimes I am disappointed when it doesn’t work out the way I see it.
When that seed doesn’t grow, I feel sad.
When that egg breaks on the floor, I feel glum.
When that tree never fruits, I feel grieved.
But sometimes...sometimes the future surprises me.
When that seed sprouts into a plant, larger and more beautiful than I had imagined, I’m delighted.
When that egg turns out to have a double, or even a triple yolk, I’m excited.
When that tree shows those first white buds, a sign of fruit to come, I’m elated.
Yes, sometimes I think I can see the future…but most times, I know that what I see is nothing as wonderful as what it will be.
Behold the wonder
Gaze at the beauty of life
Marvel at the sight