Speak now, O invisible future!

Loose your tongue, O latent future!
Save not the present nor the past.
Their burdens, as a dream, linger for years,
As ghost-like children echo in the yard,
Not to be guessed or chosen or freed.
Or the bondsman's back, how heavily weighed,
His cane bending, cracking at each step.
Fear not truth, O unknowing future!
How confidence evades your every need.
No doubt, step surely into the fog,
And bring me soundly my humble dreams.