Yesterday

Yesterday, The moon was still standing there Looking gayer and harmless. Yesterday, the stars looked in awe When I gave up on the world And reached out for these scrolls. Yesterday I poured out my secrets Into these witty papers — Not fearful of betrayal Yesterday, I married these scrolls In whom I find essence & Inner peace. Yesterday, I chose to write Never to step aback Or say no more Today, I am the noble poet Holding to the sacred traditions — of my fathers. & Today, I write From the depths of my loins About black and white moments The ups and downs, froze and shock ... The wild and marine The dessert and plains. Today, I write about the atom, matter, Monomers of life, the estatic beauty — of life, nature and more. Today, I write Not to please, but just to tell What the tongue may never say.