Where can I find you

Where can I find you
When the land runs away?
In a new year the
Months stand as promises
Though darkened by
Uncertainty,
Despite my fiery resolution
Time cannot be swayed
Nor fate circumscribed.
The old wisdom says
Que sera sera
As if to comfort, or that
Love removes
toute la crainte 
d’une extrémité.
But I cannot agree
Because I have known endings
In love before
And think the opposite is true:
It ends too soon