Precognitive Skills

The first time I dreamed of my future, I forgot it before I awoke.
Then as the dream became reality I new precognition was no joke.
My fear is that destiny leaves no room to escape.
As the memory returns, tomorrow takes it shape.
In shades of shadows I convinced myself I had no free will .
What is the point of developing a skill. If my life was preordained,
there was much time to kill.
I find relief in the thought that my karma is chosen.
My brain is not controlled and my heart is not frozen,
by the chilling winds of a changing colder season ,
that can be dealt with by surrendering when there's reason