What Lies Ahead

Once in a thousand years, I am born, 

Twice in a million years, have I shone, 

I pounced on this earth in a wave of awe,

However doesn't it seem it's lacking the law? 

Once in a thousand years, I make my arrival, 

There shall be no matter trivial, 

I can't see what lies ahead, 

A trodden path or an untrodden one to have lead? 

I see fire and I see hail, 

Once in every month does it sail, 

However, what I can't see in me fed, 

Is what lies ahead. 

I hear waves and I hear vibes,

A culture's sonata and the dance of tribes, 

However, what I can't hear in me is what I dread,

Is what lies ahead. 

I feel water and I feel the air, 

The master's flair and the wails of a spare, 

However what I can't feel in me is how time's sped, 

Is what lies ahead. 

I taste food and everything I taste

The slow oozing of chocolate and a touch of haste, 

However what I can't taste is the next day's bread, 

Is what lies ahead. 

I smell flames and I smell ice, 

The sense of sweetness and a surge of spice, 

However what I can't smell is of the food yet to be baked instead, 

Is what lies ahead. 

I speak of fate and I speak of fortune, 

Both the past and present settled in my tune, 

However, what I can't speak are the words I haven't read, 

Is what lies ahead. 

- Krisha Shastri