I think, I try to predict,
As to what will happen next,
When I am confused, perplexed.
I take decisions, undecided, unsure,
Not knowing if I will rise or fall.
And so I take steps, watchful and small.
It is not easy to decide,
For, what is once done cannot be undone.
As even the very next second is uncertain.
It is often that I ponder,
What all I may have to face.
As every conclusion can take me to a new place.
This is what makes Time supreme,
As just Time, and no one else, has ever had,
The Luxury of knowing what lies ahead.