Magic in my eyes

I can see the future
I can see the earth moving and the paths wich are unveiled
the criminal whispers of solitary forests
the hissing waves telling tales of ingenuous times

I can see the future
and although it first presented itself as a blessing
it comes as a burdon

because I can see our future
the nightfall brings me clearance and comfort
gentle words of confidence telling me that I
no matter how
could never illustrate how divine we could be