Tomorrow Is Waiting (From New Waves To The Shore) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Flowers of the young new seeds they must grow
Sowing on the fields of tomorrow's daybreak
Each in their own from the morning will glow
That from your footsteps of beams you will wake
Shadows of past from the inside might call
Give grayish tinctures from the glooms of dark
From their corners where diffusion befall
Someday again to glisten shall spark

Be what you are and rise to growing name
Tomorrow is waiting within its reach
With the height of azure in the sky deep
We are the ways and the contrasting flame
Each in our learning to the others teach
Seedlings of earth with experience to keep