I have risen from bed, not full of dread,

But carrying the world on my shoulders,

Yesterday weighs much less than tomorrow,

Yet together they’re like massive boulders,

Rolling down from mountains, that we call today,

The past seems to fall all around us,

Pushing back up the hill, with all of our will,

Future’s strong form could come back to pound us,

And so it seems, we must support our dreams,

And be careful about big change and planning,

Secure our resources, pool all our forces,

Create structures that will still stay standing,

 

Today I am strong, optimistic in song,

And nightmares are left at my pillow,

I push forward with pride, and nothing to hide,

The morning, calm and free like a willow,

Noon comes around, and leaves caress ground,

I pray that people have good moods the most,

Sun shines through cloud, neighbor’s distance does shroud,

From up in the tree, fierce battles come close,

Throughout all the day, in work or in play,

I often stop to feel the truth of pain,

The road will be hard, no matter how far,

Love helps out lots, and new faith keeps us sane,

 

Evening time, could change on a dime,

If we don’t work to get it together,

With all that we have, we must make a path,

That gets us through this changing of weather,

No matter what we think, the sun will sink,

We may need strong forces to guide us,

Although our way’s paved, tomorrow is saved,

If we just have a true light to tide us,

Into the night we still rely on our sight,

But sometimes it’s too dark to see,

Although life can be tense, with a certain sixth sense,

Balance and harmony are truly the key