If I am not there to greet you. will you miss me? I will miss the smile of your sunshine face. The long blowing wind of your breath. The fluid of heat that runs along my skin and causes a vapour to rise in the air. Will you be as faithful with your promises if I am not there to witness them? I hear of the promise of a new day but what if I am not able to stand and accept? Like an award that is waiting to be put on a shelf and yet never finds the one that bears the name inscribed. My name is whispered by tomorrow each night before slumber. Will I choose to follow the voice of sweetness into a new day or will I remain forever in the void? There is a comfort in my dream world that nothing in my conscious mind can match. Dear Tomorrow, I wish I loved you as much as I love the Present. The Present is always a gift of life in the now and the immediate. No need to wait for the Present because it is in my hands every hour my eyes are awake and open. But you Tomorrow, I cannot ever see you. I only hear you whispered on the ether winds and only of possibilities which I have found to be too much to hope for.

Dear Tomorrow, I hope you will wait for the day I am brave enough to face you. I hope you will still be there when I am strong enough to raise my sword and fight through the walls of the Present that want to hold me prisoner. The false happiness that I am beginning to see in the waking mind of the Present cannot forever hold a candle to the possibilities of the dreams of a New Tomorrow. Dear New Tomorrow… are you there???

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