Humans and all life
that exists on this planet
are moving forward,
moving onward in the imperfect circles,
but there are no
certain predictions about
what this could mean
and no civilised boundaries
that can hold back
the futures that might
offer what we have
never seen before.
We cannot be prepared
and we cannot know
what will come and what we
will evolve to be in
the uncertain story
about the species
we call human.
The myth of civilisation
and progress has captured
our thinking for too long,
as has the idea that
it will all work out
for the best in the end.
like some neat bedtime story
told on a bleak winter’s night.
But the end of the story
is never an end,
and who can know,
and who can see like the mystic,
what twists or convolutions
in this epic tale of the human sojourn
might pierce through the obvious
and point to the stars.
25/5/2017