I asked for confirmation
You pulled me
Into the future
And showed me
I ran through its fields
I touched its vast
Golden fruits
It slid softly through
My fingertips
The sun kissed my face
Gently and warmly
Oh, I saw
The harvest
In all its glory
Oh, I felt
The joy
In all its magnitude
You whispered to me
It’s coming soon
I opened my eyes with a smile
By Adine Pietersen
