Conversing with tomorrow

In front of me sits a vision, a gaze from the future's view,

A version more certain, with a confidence that grew.

Elegance in her bearing, not a hint of confusion,

She has travelled the path, seen every twist and illusion.

I open my mouth, but she stops me with a stare,

"No questions," she whispers, caution in the air.

She's the narrator, in control of the tale,

Guiding me through life's chapters, without unveil.

Dreamer, let your dreams take flight,

Like a flame in the dark, burning bright.

Challenges may weave a fleeting thread,

Yet conquerors craft dreams into reality, instead.

In life's ever-shifting dance,

Feel its rhythm, give each turn a chance.

Accept the truth, let resistance cease,

In the arms of change, discover inner peace.

In the end, life sums up with the memories we hold,

Create them boldly, let your stories unfold.

Cherish those who by your side remain,

And honor those who see in you a guiding flame.

In her quiet pause, our eyes entwine,

A smile full of pride, a connection so fine.

Empowered and grateful, I feel a surge in me,

Excitement brews for the wonders yet to be.