The east is golden
as Helios yawns
a new day has come
a new morn...
The tide rises
and the tide falls
the breeze doth blow
carrying bird calls.....
There's a man in the village
tending his plot
and there's a man in the city
contemplating the work he's got....
A new day has come
and there's work to do
seeing what it's brought
is visible to but a few....
New opportunities,
New possibilities,
New ways to grow,
New ways to die.....
The beauty lies in the moment
not in the future, nor in the past
the beauty is in "now"
If we but realize this,
We can make it last....