Messages future/past had come to Nostradamus
Casting quatrains of mystery among us,
with glimmerings from some akashic world
where, among the stars unfurled
a tale is told both future/past
with mystery as to what comes first or last.
I’m just perplexed at this movie screen
that seems so real and yet, a dream
but revealing future acts
as if they were ancient facts
laying quite a puzzle upon my mind
about this riddling mystery called “Time.”
Is it front or is it back?
Is it potential or is it fact?
How a prophet could discern future deeds
performed by men of their own free will,
not determined by some pre-set bill?
On the esoteric side there’s Nostradamus;
I cannot comprehend his role among us.
How could he pen poems of future acts
that turn out to be historical facts
centuries later! Is time a crater?
Back in the Mosaic Book
’t’was written guard angels were assigned
to guard the gates of Edenic mind
so foolish Man. . . never more could
see the the tree of knowledge, evil and the good.
So I surmise these guard angels still do stand
somewhere to obstruct the deeds of destructive Man.
Maybe so that. . . when we had split the atom
we could not repeat the mistake of Adam
and blow this world to smithereens
even though we do strive for Green
which may be, anyway, just a hopeful dream,
if Vlad the Mad gets too flustered
and launches up a big atom-buster.
Two prophetic paths diverged in a darkened world
one cloaked in mystery, the other quite unfurled.
Not wanting to travel both
I chose the path of Faithful oath
to tread the path in Daylight;
and though the deep zodiac be bright
I find comfort in deep sleep at night,
sleep that knits the ravel’d sleeve of care
to soothe the souls that in future acts do dare.
Selah.
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