TOMORROW COMES TODAY


Today was tomorrow and the sun had not risen
The flowers still bloomed
The fog lay heavy in the dawning light
As I watched the hills begin to glow

The sun peeked above the horizon
A crisp sound of leaves
Bristling on the ground
Fall has come and time retreats

The wind silent as it moves incalculable object
To and from as memory fades with age
Is this the first morning
Where have the others gone

Not a soul to be seen or touched
Empty remnants of what might have been
Pedals open with the light
As dew begins to evaporate

A mix of thought and mind
Turmoil in chaotic form
Plato's ideal lost in the reality of being
Questions of velocity, space and time

All irrelevant in the scheme of life
The pursuit of knowledge being found within
External distractions tempered
Today was tomorrow

Michael V Hechtman Copyright � 2000