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