Yesterday’s Tomorrow

Where did yesterday go, with its complexity and concern for tomorrow?  I am here now with yesterday’s tomorrow and everything seems quite normal.  Arms and legs are still intact.  Stubborn maladies are hanging on but not for long.  But yesterday there seemed to be this burden pressing against my lungs and the air around me seemed so heavy.

Where did yesterday go?

Well, wherever it went I’ll take what remains of it and hold it gently in my heart, because there is really no where else for it to go.  I will hold it like one would hold a butterfly, open-handed, giving it a place to rest.  Perched lightly upon my finger with kind attention, without regret, I will wait here in this moment for yesterday to open its wings and fly.



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