What Becomes? Poem by Richard Burgess

What becomes of tomorrow, once the look of love has gone?
What becomes of tomorrow, once your origin has dispersed to the omega?
What becomes of tomorrow, when your protector can no longer protect you?
What becomes of tomorrow when your counsel is with their counsellor?

Love remains! The sure foundation has been laid, the cornerstone set!
That building nurtured and developed through skilled and loving hands becomes complete and perfect.
Time expands the beauty and definition shared is launched into the everlasting.

No fear is present, no call to dishonour, no call to darkness, only the light.
The inexhaustible and inextinguishable force returned has been absorbed in light and is infinitely stronger than in being.

The life-force is real and nourishing. It will never leave you.
Existing in brilliance, never in darkness it will strengthen one eternally. The magnificence returns reflected, radiated and glorified.

I will tell you what becomes of tomorrow. Nothing more than today!
You will find your peace; you know the truth? Truth sits with the righteous and peace rests with you. That is your blessing?
Life is your gift from God. How you live it is your gift to him?