Thoughts

It seemed okay the day before 

It looked like all was becoming well

Like the mind at last found peace 

Like the heart at last settled in 

Like the thoughts at last are now pure 

But today bears different tidings

Not as though all is no longer well

Or as though chaos is everywhere 

But as of a shift in tide 

A wavering in course

From the peace of yesterday 

To a manner of unrest of today 

From the hearts settlement of before

To a barrage of questions and concerns

Questions that bring with it impurities 

Impurities that when exposed 

Make a man feel he was never pure
 
Like yesterday's joy was nothing but an abstract 

Like the peace was never real...

Like he had been tricked into believing 

He was whole

Or was he not?

It is but a question of time

A question of completing 

A question of finishing 

A question of becoming 

For when a man continues 

Journeying on with faith 

His wholeness will be complete 

And the cycle of yesterdays and todays 

Will be finished.

Because then, the new man will appear 

And the real man who is the same 

Yesterday, Today, and forever 

Will be fully seen.