Saturday, February 6, 2016

PRESENTENSE

If asked,
What is the day?
I answer not what it is,
But what it is not;
Neither yesterday,
Nor the morrow.
For today
Is the only day
Of the year,
That in joy,
God hast wrought.
In contrast,
The past is painted with
Sorrows and
Our future tomorrows
Are sculpted in fear.