Creating Our Future

Out todays start when we open our eyes To the soft dawns that paint themselves For us, Either over silky oceanic waves, Or in urban concrete laden sceneries Or even over freshly sprinkled fields and meadows! Our todays, We live them as they happen to us We tune in to their harmonies if they Allow our plans to be concluded Or, we embark upon new boats If they so do require, As, In this impermanent world, Nothing is to be taken for granted, Not even the blooming up of our tomorrows As we expect them to be! Then, Why would we care to think of what shall happen A decade later When Small steps lead us further towards our paths, Specially when these are rooted solidly In faith and in our own convictions? Who can say for sure what shall happen In the near or the far future When the seers of sooth have chosen to resort To silence faced with the unpredictability Of the dark ages? We control our future, We control our tomorrows When we row gently upon rivers And race according to the limits of our body! We control our future, yes, Let's live our todays, as they are meant to For only such shall pave for us, Our tomorrows, Pray, bear in mind that life does not end with death And that its portal carries a tomorrow along with it as well!