What Lies Ahead of the Mist
Ever since I can recall
I've been trekking through a path.
Surrounding me, a great mist
covers the path before me.
Majestic, lovely flowers
blooming by an ancient tree,
Horrendous swarms of hornets
their stingers pointed at me,
Such sights I’ve seen as I’ve walked
along this vast, shrouded path.
Throughout all the many years,
I've encountered many guides.
I've asked them "What lies ahead?"
Some pulled out maps and answered.
Others gave wild conjectures.
As I continued walking,
I found out which were correct
and which were terribly wrong,
but nobody really knows
What lies ahead of the mist.
No one can tell the future
without the chance of error.
Some may attempt to do so
with facts and some good fortune
or by just blindly guessing.
One can only rely on
hard work and dedication
and hope that what lies ahead
of the mist, the morrow, is
a flower, not a hornet.