On Days Like This

Yesterday.

It comes, it goes.

Yesterday, today, and tomorrow.

It all washes away with the progression of time.

We spend most of today

trying to recover it,

that yesterday.

Today.

We plan for tomorrow

tp spend energy on what was and what could be

instead of allowing ourselves

to live in the moment,

this today.

Tomorrow.

We cling tightly to yesterday,

as tomorrow waits patiently

with no promise to adhere to our plans.

And, out of fear and uncertainty

we return to the cycles of our past.

The days merge together

the notion of carpe diem and c'est la vie

lost in the sea of our timelines.

It comes like a message in a bottle across the waves,

all that transpires, is Divine.