Accept today

Accept that today is a different day
than yesterday.
Each day stands on its own.
A good day yesterday
cannot guarantee carryover to today.

Accept today for what it is,
what it has been already, and what it can be.
Make the best of it that you can
for that act, in itself, is a success
worth celebrating.

last day of a decade

This last day of a decade
presents with more importance than yesterday
even though that day too
was the end of a decade.
As is every day.

Tomorrow I will leave a decade behind
and enter a new one.
While society tells me how momentous this is,
I see it as another day,
another day gifted to me to be alive, here,
on this Earth as I am,
like today.
That, alone, is more than enough for me.

yesterday, today, tomorrow

Yesterday
the sun never shone,
never emerged from behind the clouds,
hell, I don’t even know if it was there.
I existed in darkness.
I cannot say I lived in darkness
for I barely felt alive.
I just was.
Weights wrapped tight around my ankles
and a boulder on my chest
kept me in the darkness,
not that I wanted to leave, anyway.
What is the point of all this?

Today
I felt the sun penetrating my skin
while my eyes remained closed in sleep.
I see no clouds in the sky,
just the sun
beaming down on everything, and me.
I still feel the boulder
but my ankles move free
and I marvel at this gift of life
and light.

Tomorrow
offers only guesses at the sun’s intentions
and my mind’s interpretation.
I could check the forecast,
anticipate a plan to bring success and light
but it would be all for nothing
as history dictates.

Yesterday
I was handcuffed in the trunk.
Today
I sit in the driver’s seat.
Tomorrow
there could be a flat tire.

Up and down, and side to side
strapped tight into this roller coaster seat
I sit, blindfolded,
holding on to me, for dear life.

All I have,
is me,
now.