I sit upon the threshold
a time of change
I am scared to go forward
because I am not sure if you will be there

I should learn from you
face what comes and say I did
I try to hold the past
but it runs from between my fingers
and pushes me towards an unknown future

Is it this future that I run from
or is it just what I have become
Teach me the wisdom to go forward
and show me how to face the past