Another poem from four years ago.

I found another poem from the MTC, although I think it is actually two poems that I'm merging into one. I don't even remember writing it.

AND THERE GOES ANOTHER DAY

Sounds of silence, clouds of thought

Works of action, knowledge sought

What is the song of life?

Morning comes, and evenings fast--

Hold the night! Make it last!

We lost the melody.

We lost the song of life today

The drums, the flutes, they went away.

Sleep, Sound of Death, lives on.

Sunshine of the afternoon

The voices, laughter, happy tune

All bow to evenings turn.

Circle, sleep, then back again

Look around, another sin--

Regrets of midday notes.

Measuring love and measuring me

The world alone, this world I see;

The measures run their course.

The melody is dying now
Tell me why, don't tell me how;

But future sounds remain.

Somehow the tune is never out

The trumpets play, the tubas shout

Life's songs keep playing on.

This life is short, slow years leap by

The mind will look, the time will die

Only tomorrow lives on.

Then life is done, the memories

Are faint. And yet, within the breeze,

Of light--yesteryears live on.

Yestermonths and yesterdays--

Plastic forks, silver trays;

Sorrow and success.

Spring to fall, Fall fell away

June, July, August, May

The clock ticks tock, ticks tock.

What's important what is right

The fun is gone, we fought the fight

Only tomorrow lives on.

Fast friends have long past slipped away

The ice of time, the call of play

Never takes survivors.

The summer wind, the winter chill

Sinful pleasures, righteous will

Gone and gone again.

Heart beats fluttered, seasons ran

Across the land and back again

Take a breath and think

Reflect on life--Your heart may sink

Your spirit fail, your mind will shrink--

Was it enough? Was it enough?

Not enough, as enough may be

But hurry, hurry is the plea--

Tomorrow DOES live on!

Today is now, and now is past

Then was now, but now is fast

So take on tomorrow.

Now use your time; use it well.

Joy must come, for Adam fell,

This life is not your own.

This life is hers, and his, and mine

Give love to all, and you'll be fine.

But, pray, remember God!

Remember Past--the Past of all

Where'n heavn dwelt, and God did call

To all, "Return to me."

Brother Christ, he led the way

For us he lived, our sins did pay--

His Eternal Sacrifice.

So take tomorrow, with all your might

Use today, and fight the fight

Your actions witness truth.

Truth is light, Light of God

Let light increase and spread abroad.

Your actions witness him.

Your actions, your tomorrows,

Bearing pains and holding sorrows:

A testament of God.

David B. Heywood

wow---that one was a little long. I'm tired now. Might shorten and revise in the forthcoming weeks.