Like Uncharted Seas

Like uncharted seas,
Like the stars above,
It is mysteriously present
In the depths of your mind,
Out of the way,
Yet in plain sight,
Not allowing you to forget the magnitude
Of its incomparable importance.

It will plague your mind
Like moths to a lamp,
For the thoughts that pulse
Through your head, so damp
With the prespiration of
Intense anticpation,
Never, never cease to
Supply fear to your
Mind's immense imagination.

Like the waters below the
Vast, stretching horizon,
You know it is there,
That in fact it does exist,
Yet lies just beyond the reaches
Of your perceiving, probing mind,
Something you long to find,
But is too awesome, too unfathomable
To even begin to visualize
As a tangible object you can
Extend an arm to pluck from
Inexistence and pull into the
Boundaries of life as you know it.

Dark and wide,
It rests in your brain.
To look upon it would
Force your eyes to strain,
For the sight of the future is
As dark as the night,
Dark and wide as the
Deep, black ocean that knows no end,
As cold as the waters that twist and bend;

Such is tomorrow, in which you must learn to fend.