She wraps me like a gifted one and never gives me fore-substance
for the only thing that she knows is how to bring me time.
Hours, minutes, seconds, become the moment measures of life
and all I do is cleave the reason why they named her "Today"
Its because she knows no other way.
When the night arrives the present day sits on the roof of my mind
There upon my pillow I lay my head and worry not about her next
of kin. He's a sideline patient kick of night. He chats with the moon
and laughs with the sparkle stars in the sky. He knows that sooner or
later she has to release her contingency to him. Tomorrow knows
no other way.
The symmetry of life is such that one cannot deliver what the other
has. Seasons collide into each other, humans couple heart to soul,
wild flowers and trees co- exist in twilight and in dawn .
We live in a mix match world of dark and light. Chiaroscuro magic
is of pure delight to the writer. Many a poet has left their mark with
pen and might through the beatitudes of today and tomorrow.
Befriend them both and you will be as happy and a King and Queen.
Love them both for who they are and what they offer you. The sun
is an eye catcher and the moon a dreamcatcher. Life is good
when you believe in the cycle of creation and God.

November 18, 2018