Today

There are so many talks
Going on about yesterday,
And such a bunch of files
of talks about tomorrow
Is there a meaning to today?

What is done a minute ago
already becomes past, the next
and we live looking forward
to tomorrow - in remembering
what constituted yesterday

Have we ever wondered
If we could enjoy the present?
One step at a time,
shouldn't that be the principle?
Is today just a combination
of past and future?

The mind anticipates for the next
And man brags on about the past, 
Yet it is written that past righteousness does not save the one who perverts his ways
Nor do future intentions of holiness
Justify he who still lives in sin

What has happened to today? 
Though we might have been
Or plan to be rich and successful
The present state is sole factor for consideration -
Yet we fail to appreciate the uniqueness of each day;
Too busy planning tomorrow
Or too wearied regretting yesterday...

Life is not an unmovable mountain

Hey, river! They say I am - strong
And they also say, I am - resilient
That like a rock when I knock
at the door, it hits so hard
they just have to open

But mind you, I cannot be
A mountain - it is tall
and stagnant. Yes, stagnant
It doesn't know what it means
to talk about winds and waves
Nothing is there to shake it,
Unless there is an earthquake

That is not quite
what life is all about
There are turns and downs and ups,
transpositions and changes -
Life is not an unmovable mountain

So I said that
I would like to be called a river
When I stand by the bank,
An image of me reflects
Through your waters
It is me inside there
And it is you inside here

River, you are not just
the peaceful melodies
You don't always dance in harmony
When the winds blow so high
and the waves raise you turbulently,
It smells death and you are in panic

You rise and shake as if
you were stabbed, then you go
pass your borders and flood the living
At that moment, you empty
your reservoirs and, it looks
like your history is wiped from the earth

But surprisingly, tomorrow
it rains and there you are, filled once more
The same rain can make you overflow
and flood the earth, but
you are never scared to accept it -
just one more time

Once more, you pace yourself
and restart playing melodies
that inspire the musicians
When waves come and bring tsunami
you lose the rhythm and it sounds threatening
But tomorrow you are back in your position,
Ready to live and rejoice again!

It is not about being strong,
Strength is nothing but the ability
To fall so low and be able to
stand back up again
When the past has knocked me so bad
It looks like it's determined my future,
It is that same past I should accept
to be determined by my future