Step by step. We move forward –
to unknown experiences. Each day
doesn’t stay. Time passes by. It flows
downstream. The sun sets. Night falls.
The wind blows. Nobody knows
the future, and it shows. Tomorrow
is never promised. We defy the odds
everyday. We work, and we play.
Some choose love over hate.
Some forgive and others wait.
We are at the mercy of first light.
We reach unfathomable heights.
We grow strong. Then, we grow
old. We buy time once sold.
We feel warm days turn cold.
We believe in stories never told.
Life is a blur. As life goes on,
father time robs our memory
banks of memories once vivid.
Past connections are sent to
collections. Feelings flood back.
Distant thoughts rise to the top.
The lessons we learn linger.
Painful yesterdays turn into
joyful tomorrows. Every person
we meet buys a ticket and takes
a seat on the bleachers inside
our mind: in the arena behind
our eyes. It must be a sign.
Surely, our existence is devine.
Every star is bound to align.
We are drifting through time
and space, inhabiting a sacred
land. We live for the future as we
step further away from yesterday
and the day before. We open new
doors. We sit here today and reflect
on times long gone and look
ahead to the time that’s left.
We try to remember the pain
and joy we felt. We reminisce.
We press rewind to relive the past:
from the first scene to the last.
We press the pause button,
and we flip over the hourglass.
We twist the dial and turn back
the clock. We look back and see
good times that will never leave.
IN YOUR DREAMS POETRY 