Who Knows

Something came
I called it fortune

It disappeared
I called it loss

I was there
To name the moment

Before I knew
What it was

What I feared
Became a doorway

When I reached
I found a wall

What I thought
I understood

Wasn't all
Life had in store

The dotted line
Met the horizon

I knew the road
I meant to take

Then something
Came from nowhere

And what lay ahead
Began to shake

Maybe meaning
Comes too early

Maybe time
Will let it breathe

What is here
Is still becoming

More than I
Can see

Who knows

I can meet
What stands before me

Without asking
It to change

Leave some space
Around the moment

While tomorrow
Takes its shape

I can face
What comes towards me

Leave whatever
Falls behind

I can choose
Without deciding

What meaning
It may find

We'll see