Poem – Tomorrow May Be Too Late

The day after tomorrow may be too late.

Time is ticking and so is fate.

We want to live for another day.

But we wait too long for what come may.

Before our time on this world is gone.

We need to sing in such a way that we become a song.

Our life should be a sound that lingers in the air.

And those that hear it will look up and stare.

As they feel the sounds then something deep within knows.

And that sound will then … begin to expose.

What was hidden and what is our treasure.

And allow it to come out as joy and pleasure.

Do not wait. Run towards the joy.

Let it out and let your whole life be like a brand new toy.

Try very hard to let all of life in.

Then there will be the energy for something great to begin.

~Suzanne Wagner~