THE FUTURE

It begins

as a distant speck

on the horizon,

like a Bedouin

from a haboob.

As it gets closer

it turns into an oasis

that offers up

its clear water

and verdant leaves

as shade.

By the time it is upon you

it is a village jubilee

that welcomes you into

its pulse and throb,

like the prodigal son

just come home.

This is your future

we are talking about.

The very one you are

attracting right now

with every thought,

every breath,

every word you speak.

It is like a dear friend

who, in transit, will text you

and say:

I’ll be there soon.

Tell me again…

was it a banquet you wanted

or Chinese take out?