Tomorrow Poem by Mary Champion

Tomorrow is when my real life begins,
when sunbeams surround me
and melt the barriers between us.

Today, this shapeless, slipshod world
hampers every movement.
Tomorrow I will succeed.

For all the knowledge I have gathered
my restless mind still opts to doubt.
Tomorrow I will choose to believe.

Tomorrow the harvest will be gathered
and the journey I have begun
will feel its way home.

I will take stock of my learning,
sing the songs of celebration -
tomorrow when all the truces are signed.

I try to guess the outcome -
will I salvage something of my pride?
Tomorrow - is the season of revelation.