Tomorrow

 Tomorrow is a new day with new possibilities. 

And there I was, having a conversation with myself, as that creeping voice inside me continues to amplify my thoughts. That voice inside me.
I searched methodically like before. You see, I have two minds; the first solicits the questions and the other provides the answers. I am disturbed, neither one of them seem in concert with the other…..Lately. 
I moved my hand across my face and wiped the moment away, and tiny beads of perspiration glistened my forehead. It's getting late, and whatever I had dreamed of being and all I had done or failed to do is serving time in my memory.
Looking back now, I realize that looking forward was the answer to my question yesterday. First of all, there is beauty everywhere only if I conditioned my eyes to see it.
A complete metamorphosis of thought created a subtle sensation in my mind that made me feel like singing.
And I sang about tomorrow, when I wake up new.

Rise