Today’s Tomorrow

Poetry challenge

Day 9

Ready a reckoning far and wide

That sets the storm against the tide

Release the withered soul

To find its resting home

Make new the wine

And cast the line

To better tomorrows

A race against time

Sing out the afternoon song

And wait until all hope is gone

To find a better tomorrow.

What will it look like?

Will I be free?

Will I jump

At the possibility

That, maybe, just maybe

There’s something beyond.

What if a better tomorrow was here?

Would it look like a love that casts out all fear?

Would it look like a beautiful, intricate mind

That conjures up visions of life without time?

Or, maybe, it looks like a servant who starts

From a place of fulfillment deep in her heart.

This better tomorrow could very well be

Starting today,

Beginning with me.

Maybe the tomorrow for which I have longed

Is found much closer

Than the infinite beyond.

A better tomorrow that’s written in love

That isn’t confined to a place up above.

So, I see, the tomorrow I’m chasing

Is a misunderstanding

A mindless misplacing.

I hear a voice calling

Through the whispering wind

Suggesting tomorrow

Just might be within.

With this revelation

I can confidently say,

My tomorrow has been here

In the form of today.