Finding Yesterday
What is it that compels a soul to tune in and embrace YESTERDAY?
What makes a soul set himself like a compass and never cease
sailing until he reaches YESTERDAY?
Why were some things left unfinished some 40 years prior,
forcing the soul to seek and put that final touch on YESTERDAY?
From thousands of miles away, the soul hears the beckoning
calls of YESTERDAY and finds no peace or satisfaction until
he reaches YESTERDAY.
Some doors may no longer be open.
Faces and places may have been hidden,
and some things may be presently forbidden.
But yet, the soul persists and longs in his search
for YESTERDAY.
Moreover, the soul must be aware that if he
somehow succeeds in reaching YESTERDAY,
there may be more heartaches and pains
that await than gains with which to part take.
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