Tomorrow

Let the frog’s cheering croak

celebrate my renewal tonight

Let it be my song of luck

For tomorrow I will leave

to break free from this cave

and find my fitting place

where sunrise's promise unfold

I'm certain it is there

where the rooster’s prophesy at dawn

is never false

 

I made a pact with my heart

and sealed it with past lesson’s tears

to never ever listen to the doubtful crowd

My heart is the only valid compass

and I’ll follow its hunches and gut

I’m certain that it’ll lead me to a sunlit place

where my self will thrive and germinate
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Knop Avatar
July 29, 2010 at 3:48 AM
Well penned with a deeper meaning, Juan! Enjoyed reading your poem today! And thank you for commenting on my work...Have a great day!....Gert
Babcock Avatar
July 24, 2010 at 4:45 PM
Enjoyed this write. Follow your heart and control your own destiny. God Bless Phyl
Austin Avatar
July 24, 2010 at 10:22 AM
Yes! There can be a lot of weeds growing in your garden. Much wisdom here. Love, Dave
Brown Avatar
July 22, 2010 at 12:00 PM
Today as I read this piece you have written I am thankful that you have shared it with us. I hope you will present us with more of your poetry in the near future. Don't let your ink dry out. I wish you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be Juan. Love, Carol
K. Avatar
July 22, 2010 at 4:31 AM
This sure is very uplifting Juan ^_^ What a delight to read this rainy evening and haha maybe later on I will hear frogs croaking ;) kidding aside, I just enjoyed how positive this write is-- keep on doing what you do best! -- nikko :)
Brown Avatar
July 22, 2010 at 12:10 AM
There is no one to blame when you control our own destiny. inspiring write.
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July 22, 2010 at 12:04 AM
nice poem, the heart seems to have odd beats here and there, we just have to learn how their directions work c;
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