Tomorrows
No dusk to rest. No night to sleep.
I sow today never to reap.
No sun rising fresh. No tomorrows for hope.
They’re hidden from sight beyond my scope.
Eyes of the earth, grounded in kindness.
Endless mornings of hatred mindless.
Eyes of the sky , praying in grace.
Endless tomorrows, for your love to embrace.
Looking ahead I see my road
That comes full circle to what I’ve sowed.
My body won’t move, in futility lost.
My soul’s imprisoned at tomorrows’ cost.
Your road lies grandly before you,
Full of a beauty you daily renew.
May your soul take flight through the glorious site,
And may all your tomorrows take you to heaven’s height.
4/22/00
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