The future is intangible
each world leaps ahead of thought
we cannot keep up
ahead of sound
ahead of the night
this world’s lips
kiss ideas not ready to be born
but their time will come
the scarlet tattoo of centuries
like Mars, and new Earths
nothing can prevent survival
not red stars, not pandemics
The future is a prophetic beggar
not asking us if we are alright
but asking if we are willing to risk
to move to a more prosperous town
can change our destiny
to move to a further star
can change our descendants
irrevocably, splinter colonies
choice becomes lineage
fate becomes legacy
destiny becomes the bridge we had to burn
to save the forest
Wuji Seshat 
I like this…. Very much
Thanks Rajiv
Your poetry is always mystical to me no matter your topic. I appreciate this and consider it a great talent!
Beautifully said in a spirit if hope…very profound