I’m squinting.
Trying desperately
To see my future
And what’s in store. 

I’m straining to
Grasp the shapes
My blurred vision
Cannot comprehend.

I’m holding my
Hand over my
Eyes, blinded, like
Staring into the sun.

Similar to driving
Through a dense fog
Or navigating in
The worst blizzard.

Surely my next
Move will be
Revealed to me
In perfect timing.

I have faith;
A deep knowing,
That my future
Will be bright.

Even though it’s
Unclear and I can’t
Foresee the outcome;
Peace envelopes me.

I’m squinting. 

Peace my Friends!

~Travis