listen to the whisperings

My thinking draws me backward

                   to the things that stand as fact

                             written within the journals of time

          I briefly hold and then let go

                             of these flashes

                   sign posts pointing me

                             in new and different ways

I seek the wisdom

                   held within the entries of this journal

          using this knowledge to move onward

I listen for the whisperings

                   of new opportunities

                             drawing me forward

. . .

the best is always yet to come