As we all try to look ahead Trying to focus further on We cannot help but wonder of yesterday Lingering for a moment In the experience of it all
Will tomorrow be better? The ever present question Lying dormant in our subconscious Woken up by memories We try hard to capture
Will the flowers bloom In the fields of our varied lives We remember the seeds sowed In the earth of our memories
We go forward always Distracted by life Powerful enough But not enough
To distract us from who we are