Images dance across the corridors of
your mind,
joys and sorrows, experiences from
onefs past,
memories of yesterdays gone, lost in
endless time,
life is a constantly changing and
nothing ever last.
Our existence is in the present,
this minute, this hour,
yet trapped between the past and
future we ponder,
never taking time to enjoy the
beauty of a flower,
living in a land of dreams we
pointlessly wander.
As each moment comes and goes it
disappears,
never to be seen again, for it can
not be captured,
but it lies in wait with all your
hopes and fears,
oblivious to what life holds, we
miss the rapture.
The past is filled with memories
never to be shared,
intentions and desires, so many
unfulfilled deeds,
warm hearts consumed in desire for
those that cared,
haunted by the reality of lifefs
struggle for basic needs.
Tomorrow holds the promise of what
might come,
bringing hope and encouragement from
total despair,
yet the future really only exist in
the minds of some,
but today lived to the fullest, is
life beyond compare.