Live in the present with no thoughts of the morrow 
Let the next day take care of itself, 
Your time is your time, no need to beg nor borrow 
No need to wallow, today, in tomorrow’s sorrow.

You won’t go far with the horse behind the cart 
Or, you might be made to stand on your head,
It’s always best to start at the start, else you might be torn apart 
Anything else is wasting time, nor good for the beating heart.

Learn to go as all boats do, always as the waters flow 
Against the flow is an uphill task, drowning easier than you think, 
Bury your sadness and your sorrows, never let another know 
Let your anger and resentment, never their very ugly faces show.

In everything that you ever do, put your mind and soul in it 
Empty shells just make noises, shrill and clanging all the time, 
However, dark it feels within, remember that your heart is lit 
The Candle of Hope must never die, not even bit by little bit.

(The author is a prolific poet who has over 30 poetry books to his credit. He can be reached at ashoksawhny06@gmail.com/ www.ashoksawhny.com)