Tomorrow

What about destiny becoming the past;
I thought destiny was future projection;
but how then can destiny ever last;
does my thinking require correction?

How can today progress to tomorrow;
can tomorrow ever manage to stay?
In such a way, can we dismiss sorrow;
allowing only happiness our way?

What are memories but useless clothes;
tattered, worn, and out of style?
Both sweet and sad; they’re still just “those”;
and they’re made to just last for a while.

We fill up scrapbooks with photos
of todays that will never return;
but it all adds up to mere zeros;
what more does it take us to learn?

Life is designed to be day by day;
we awaken; and each day is new;
if we’ll only learn to live this way;
all joy; we can all renew.

For, all dramas have an ending;
reaching a pinnacle of success;
then promptly downward, descending;
and reaching an ultimate distress.

We know not if there’s another tomorrow;
but we need not worry and hide;
don’t trouble yourself with useless sorrow;
there’s another life still waiting inside.