Life is too often lived in the here and in the now. Our troubles, it seems, are always around, ever pressing us to rest upon them our intentions. These problems of the time we live, though important, are not all there is. At times in life we must look ahead, and look beyond. We need to push aside the worries of today, and take a look at what it is we hope for tomorrow.
I dream of vision. I hope to think of the amazing pleasure I know day after day, instead of dwelling on the passing pain of a night. I wish that I would understand my contentment and not tempt anger and disappointment to rise with each misstep.
At times I catch myself falling prey to the temptation to dwell on a down moment. I understand the foolishness of my action, but somehow let my state remain. Why? Why am I powerless to change my mood? Why can I not truly understand what I already know?
I approach vision, but I do not grasp it. I can feel it, but I choose to turn away.
I dream of grabbing hold, and of letting go. Yesterday was beautiful, tomorrow shows to be the same, so why trouble my mind on the cares of today?