tomorrow

Poem – Tomorrow

As my years here have grown,
and the world around shrinks,
the uncertainty of time increases,
and if I only learn one thing in this life,
it is this:

Cherish today, the people, animals, trees, right here in your grasp, as tomorrow they may slip away.  Tomorrow may arrive, or it may not.



Poem – Birth

In the beginning we come into this space
as innocent beings fumbling around
the empty fields stretching forever.

We stare in wonder and with amazement
as to the endless possibilities
and the control we have of our life.

Then something changes and the field
begins to fill with objects and obstacles
and where there was no path, forks in the road.

How we navigate this field and
how far reaching our sphere of influence
determines the lanterns brightness when we return.

wr-20061230-074
wild-river-2008-02-14-044
wobsp-20061029-021

2014-10-12-01-30-25-1

Copyright (c) 2014-2016 Twisted Root Photography

Poem – Return

In the end, when this life becomes the next,
we become the raw materials returned to earth
only to rise and become the flowers of tomorrow.

2014-10-12-01-30-25-1

Copyright (c) 2014-2016 Twisted Root Photography

Poem – At Every Turn

At every turn. Life.
The decisions we have made
the decisions made without us.
The people we have forgotten.

Yet, here we are beneath another sun
on another day with another chance.
To move beyond our mistakes with
the knowledge and experience we have gained.

None of the challenges are greater
than what we see everywhere and what
we carry with us each day – ourself
looking back at us.

And in the evening light
I see the answer to
every question I have been asking
and to every doubt I live with.

img_2977

Poem – Tomorrow

There is always tomorrow
to put off tasks and obligations.

There is always tomorrow
to pay the bills and do laundry.

There is always tomorrow
to worry and fret.

There may not be tomorrow
to say I love you and now is the time.

2015-11-22 10.05.06 HDR

Poem – Black Water

Across streets lined
with promises and desires
through baseball diamonds
and strawberry fields
the black water
reflects the new moon
and the promise of tomorrow’s stars.

New York, by Twisted Root Studios

New York, by Twisted Root Studios