As a child I saw it
A phantom, not known
I was blind to intent
It was there just the same
Waiting..Watching
Leading me
Forward to a future
Not my choice
Not my design
I moved through
The decades
What I thought was
Random was
By Design
Of who, or what
Not revealed
A power lead me
To them, the ones
Who see.. we gathered
With a sudden realization
We saw the possibilities
And those who were blind
The future uncertain
We watched as the present
Unfold
A change at a time

An Original Poem by H.R. Beebe