The Future No One Knows 

"The Future No One Knows," a phrase so deep,
Uncharted like the dreams we see in sleep.
Tomorrow's tale, in cryptic verses penned,
A dance with time, where beginnings and endings blend.

In its embrace, our fates begin to twine,
Woven in the fabric of the divine.
It murmurs in the zephyr, bellows in the tide,
In the silent language of the seasons, it confides.

"The Future No One Knows," a riddle vast,
In the heart's labyrinth, shadows cast.
Yet in each fleeting moment, in each sigh,
Lies the unwritten morrow, under the sky.

So, toast to the Future, shrouded in mystery's cloak,
It arrives, it departs, in the rhythm of life's stroke.

The Future No One Knows

Peter is a member of STEF (The Performing Rights Society of Iceland) and FTT (The Icelandic Society of Authors & Composers).
He has made around or more than 15 thousand music works, 7 thousand poems and 5 thousand landscape paintings...

The Future No One Knows

Pétur Söebech Quinn