Sunset

I have looked with eyes and seen into the future,
A vista of colour and molten copper sea, with
Green hints and highlights, and it looked to be
Good to me.
But when I looked again I saw that it was behind
A glass screen, there to see but not to touch,
My future in a gallery, displayed only to
The gaze and not offered for living.
And so it is, and so it goes, and
So it always goes, forever looking
And never living.

(c) 2ndwitch, 23/10/16