As we all try to look ahead

     Trying to focus further on

     We cannot help but wonder of yesterday

     Lingering for a moment

     In the experience of it all

     Will tomorrow be better?

     The ever present question

     Lying dormant in our subconscious

     Woken up by memories

     We try hard to capture

     Will the flowers bloom

     In the fields of our varied lives

     We remember the seeds sowed

     In the earth of our memories

     We go forward always

     Distracted by life

     Powerful enough

     But not enough

     To distract us from who we are