Happiness, so the ancient proverb goes, does not notice the passing of time,
Meanwhile, we oscillate between frantic schedules and boredom today,
Weighing those tragic instances when the world seems to stop in the present,
Or when hours fly quickly by in dreams and morph their way into tomorrow.
They say time heals even though persistent memories melt into our future,
So that the seconds drag on to fade and contort our yesterday.
Wake up, dreamer; the end is closer today than yesterday!
The day is running soft resembling fine cheese primed in the heat of time,
No matter how many hours we’ve known, we are captives of the future,
Such that the past flows through our hands so fluidly today,
As if we could mold each moment into the outer rind of tomorrow.
Alas, there is no time like the present!
Now, there is this One who stands above time to see past and future as present.
Our days on earth are transient shadows; were we born but yesterday?
Considering each day has its own trouble, why do we worry about tomorrow?
Even now, God makes everything beautiful in its own time,
Patiently swinging the absolute pendulum of today,
While dwelling perfectly in the realm of eternity’s future.
Finding divine wisdom will lead to a bright future,
Because wisdom is not just an ideal, but a Person fully present.
Do you really believe future generations will remember what you do today
Or that your soul will be contained in the sand-filled glass of yesterday?
Only fools idle away their time
And boast on what they will do tomorrow.
For which of us can say what will really happen tomorrow?
Only God can speak into your future
Because He is Spirit; in no way constrained by space and time.
By the power of His word, He upholds our very universe at present,
And to Him, a thousand years are as yesterday.
God is the Alpha and Omega tomorrow and today.
Because the Lord has an eternal purpose for today,
There is joy in knowing He changes not – this day or tomorrow.
Just as sure as this poem began with the end yesterday,
The Messiah will re-invade history in the future.
Will you be ready, will you be present?
There is a new dawn that follows this long night of Time.
His manifold grace is the same yesterday and today –
Truth stands the test of time, while lies get exposed tomorrow –
Is your hope for the future present?
Poetry Type: Sestina
The first sestina I wrote can be found here. This is the second.
Both graphics courtesy of www.heartlight.org
- Reflection of a Beautiful Soul – A Modern English Sestina (emthegoatpoet.wordpress.com)
- A Sestina from the Heart (lkramer14.wordpress.com)
- Lost – A Modern English Sestina (emthegoatpoet.wordpress.com)
- Live Today – A Sestina (liv2write2day.wordpress.com)