admonition

do not expect the magic to endure
for others have seen what you hope to see
the leaves that budded on the winter tree
have hoped for what you wanted to ensure
the future has the same sort of allure
as it had long before you came to be
there has been no change to the actual key
nor to the things that good folk must secure
onto the rivers many lines are cast
by those who seek to bring ashore a a haul
that none before had counted as being real
the future is no mirror of the past
and what is seen within the crystal ball
is not the final nor the golden seal