In our todays yesterday looms large <br />The present isn’t the past; <br />In other words, the past is still omnipresent <br />Steering sometimes unskillfully like a barge <br />Sometimes disaster looms <br />Unannounced, uncalled for; <br />A wreck that lies on a shore. <br /> <br />The saddest of songs and the most ancient of wrongs <br />Can bring on the tears; <br />We are all equal before our fears. <br /> <br />Today has the faint tinge of bitterness <br />Tomorrow will come, with the steepest of slopes <br />To climb, to pause, to think <br />That you can stumble on the brink: <br />Just believe that in life, something is taken <br />Something is given <br />All is forgiven: tomorrow will come <br />That the gift of words that you have <br />Will remain articulate: you will inspire <br />Like the tallest of spires <br />Your words will remain in many hearts <br />Just believe, you are not forgotten <br />Not by man or deity or life begotten <br />Words of consequence and comfort <br />And love and life will come back again.<br /><br />Rani Turton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/just-believe/
