Tomorrow

Tomorrow is going to be a beautiful day. The maker of mankind will mark me as her favourite child and bestow upon me her gracious glory.  Tomorrow will be a new day. As the shadows of this night creep upon my senses, I close the chapter of this day and rest in peace.

I have made many mistakes today. I have thrown away sackfuls of money – the 24 hours which Mother Nature gave me in good faith – on mindless pursuits. I have wasted my energy on the poison of negativity and committed the profanity of senseless boredom. But the day has ended and tomorrow shall be different. It will be a new life and everyone will start on taw again.

Mathematical patterns pervade the universe. The spirals of a shell and curls of a wave are miniatures of the same Fibonacci ratio that governs the orbit of planets.  This duality, the beauty of Nature, extends into time. A day is the miniature of a life. As life ends and one is reborn in a different body, so does a day end and one wakes up in a new world with different circumstances. The hand of fortune will favour a new person tomorrow. The hero of today will become a coward tomorrow.

Tomorrow, I will be a different person and the light of the prophets will shine on me. My actions shall reveal the glory of the Almighty and stars shall stop in their motion to praise my virtues. I will not let the judgement of others affect my self-worth. I will not let the tiny burden on my shoulder overwhelm my kindness and peace. I will face my adversaries with courage and fight the impossible battles to the hilt. I will be the bedrock which comforts others and face the sunlight so that others may rest in my shadow. I will be the last person standing when all have abandoned the noble cause and my sweat and blood shall write its message on the wall. On the wall so high that the entire world can see, I shall write the poem of truth. A truth that recognizes no boundaries, the beautiful ruthless truth that guides the course of this universe – I shall be its timekeeper, its gardener and its saviour.

Tomorrow, I will learn something new about Nature and become more enlightened than I am today. I will move one step closer to my communion with the Universe and this happiness of living shall glimmer on my face. The petty concerns of today shall fade in the enormity of my journey; my mind will cleanse itself of its depravity. I will look more beautiful tomorrow and thank my fellow-beings with exuberance and grace. I will help the person who floats on the last straw and add another soul who’d weep on my grave. No person shall see me tired tomorrow or say that my anger was not in check. I will put another brick on the vision of a century and use my imagination to make it more beautiful. In the justice of God, I will put my faith. I will not waste a moment on the disease of self-pity but give my unhappy friends, hope for the future.

I will not feel superior to my fellow travellers but learn from their affairs. My pleasures shall come from the joy within me and not from the misfortunes of my neighbours. I will cast away envy and appreciate the beauty of others; I will learn from my betters and discipline my actions to the benefit of my team. Politeness shall be my introduction and respect shall flow from my words. My head will bow down in the humility of approbation and the trust of my friends shall testify my character. This day, which lies within a few inches, I look forward to.

Tonight, I shall rest myself in the peaceful lap of Mother Nature. There are bruises on my heart and my feet are tired with the weight of the day. The night wind is so cool and its quiet music soothes my soul. The harmony of this sweet nature beckons me to be part of its mystic magic. The rustle of these leaves and the humming of those crickets give a rich lush to my dreams. I stretch my body with laziness and stare at the beautiful night sky, at the stars which lie there for my pleasure, to entertain me and quieten the noise within my mind. My stare is lavish and my love profound. Forgiveness for mankind fills my heart and generosity for this life overwhelms my mind. My mind is numb, my senses serene, I sleep in the protection of my Maker with heavenly angels blessing my soul.

(Written on January 8 2011)

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