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