We accept this as our life with no thoughts of what tomorrow may bring. We plan our days our many wishes and dreams to succeed in life yet we have no choice but to accept and work with what tommorrow may toss our way. What we want and plan may be quiet the opposite of what we receive for tomorrow is the unknown.
The Unknown
We gather our thoughts to where we chose to be,
or to where we have no choice but to go.
Our minds must follow where our bodies lead us
Through our journey in life.
Where might that be we often wonder.
Today it is called the Unknown,
For we cannot predict our tomorrows.
Today the sun may shine,
The rain may fall from Heaven
But tomorrow my friend
To all is the unknown
We can wish
or hope
BUT
Tomorrow
Will fulfill us,
As the many surprises to
come is the unknown to all of us
For we cannot decide or change today
What tomorrow may bring into our happy lives
We cannot prepare ourselves today for the unknown
or the surprises of our tomorrows for what has not been
We have to accept what is laid out for us through each day
Accepting it and coping with it with a smile or with a falling tear
For tomorrow is the unknown to each of us, as we bathe in the unexpected.
We can wish or hope BUT tomorrow will fulfill us with the unknown surprises.
Love the way you are starting to push your limits as a poet Rose, it takes courage and strength to try new methods and ways to express ourself and it looks like you are showing just how brave you can be. Lovely and meaningful write dear Cuz...enjoyed.
hugs
Fee
Very inspirational, Rose, and I love the way you have crafted this sands-of-timer with the BUT as the pivot. Very thoughtful, very creative and very well done! TY Kate xx
A beautiful photograph depicting all the tomorrows! Changing those things within our humble power to change and learning to accept all else for what it is worth. Well said, soothing and very inspirational....
A beautiful form, Rose. Especially like your thoughts/questioning dwindling to BUT...then developing your optimism/answers. Delightful to read and absorb!!
I love the message and the hour-glass format. Really cool! Yep, like a tiny grain of sand, I flow from the bigness of yesterday, through the narrow neck of today, and on to the wide surprises of tomorrow. Do I control any of this? Maybe a few little details and choices. Mostly, life is a wild ride, sometimes entertaining, sometimes exalting, and sometimes devestating, but always unexpected. Thus, life is made worth living.
Ted
Reviewed by Sanja Dayslink (Reader)
Reviewed on March 27, 2008
I love how you visually presented your poem. I am instantly brought towards the thought of time and how we have no hold on it. Your symbolizing compliments your words wonderfully. Thank you for sharing.
Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
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Fee
I love the poem and the structure. Very fitting as only time will tell. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
Be always safe,
Karen
GIVE FEE A NICE SLOPPY "get well" KISS FROM ME OKAY!!
Love Tinka
Hourglass form, is it?
Micke
Ted
Sanja xo