Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
All things great are wound up with all things little.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (1874-1942) was a Canadian writer. In 1908, she published her first novel, Anne of Green Gables.
New season dawning
Reaching out for change
Darkness now leaving
Feeling fresh exchange
Transitions welcome
Embracing hope’s light
Every new blessing
Welcoming headlights
Tomorrow waiting
Catching future’s scent
Morning shares rebirth
Gathering ascent
New landscape ahead
Moving from home base
Confidence growing
Walking with bold pace
This season finished
Looking for next one
Each day holds promise
Enjoying life’s run
Morning’s quiet retreat
Offering sunrise view
Taking splendor’s front seat
Sky sketched with clearest blue
Sanctuary of peace
Spirit’s closeness abounds
Renewal of life’s lease
Stillness felt all around
Harmony’s joyful tune
Brightening this new day
Filling every full moon
Mountain’s peak never gray
River’s gathering dreams
Shaped within ancient hands
Journey’s endless bloodstream
Tranquility’s heartland
Tomorrow always waits
Offering one more chance
Tasting now, nature’s fate
Spirit’s refreshing dance
Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.
Gratitude is a soil on which joy thrives.
Berthold Auerbach (1812-1882) was a German poet and novelist.
Another day
Another mountain
Faced with challenges
Finding wisdom’s fountain
Another day
Another unknown
Faced with emptiness
Finding one stepping stone
Another day
Another low tide
Faced with little hope
Finding tomorrow’s guide
Another day
Another question
Faced with mystery
Finding next suggestion
Another day
Another sunrise
Faced with certainty
Finding life’s clearest skies
Living mystery
Breathing with hidden omens—
Tomorrow arrives
Another challenge
Hesitating once again—
Courage rises up
Seeking safe harbor
Overwhelmed with life’s darkness—
Friendship’s wisdom docks
From Psalm 142:3-4: “When my spirit is faint, You know my way. In the path where I walk, they have hidden a trap for me. Look on my right hand and see: there is no one who takes notice of me; no refuge remains to me; no one cares for me.”
Floundering at life’s darkest end
Feeling trust in patience sinking
Plunging ever deeper . . . deeper
Faith’s emptiness never shrinking
Wandering away from Shepherd
Seeing only darkness ahead
Feeling last breath of hope fading
Faith missing blessed, daily bread
Following one more false promise
Running into final dead end
Finding lost anchor’s solid rock
Faith at last, refuses to bend
Rising with hope’s trusted beacon
Lighting way on Emmaus Road
Praying without ceasing to God
Faith’s living water, overflowed
Worshipping in Gospel’s safe place
Facing each new day without fear
Tracking to follow Shepherd’s voice
Faith’s tomorrow, forever clear
From Psalm 23:1-2: “The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside still waters.”
Searching for quiet respite
Following dreams, each detail
Escaping from mankind’s noise
Finding narrative’s hidden trail
Crossing nearby forest bridge
Forgetting work’s last email
Arriving at paradise
Sweeping away narrative’s veil
Discovering prairie ahead
Saddling up, each thought exhales
Envisioning where time stands
Framing narrative’s rhythmic scale
Scanning landscape’s tranquil scene
Treasuring every inhale
Climbing each majestic peak
Flying narrative’s parasail
Grasping reins tightly in hands
Riding forward to prevail
Looking for more tomorrow’s
Writing narrative’s precious tale
Today invites pause
Recalling yesterday’s strength—
Tomorrow brightens
Weighing life’s balance
Filling heart with confidence—
From every high road
More precious moments
Found in life’s smallest details—
Each child’s uniqueness
Folded eyes see brighter colors than the open ever do.
Light tomorrow with today.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861) was an English poet of the Victorian era. Her published works earned popularity in both Great Britain and the United States.
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