Today,
I look back without regret,
The autumn wind blowing in my face.
Tomorrow still remains ever set.
I've been so oft told of this moment
Where I encounter a familiar, distant place.

Yesterday,
I paid no attention to today.
Time has changed so many things,
Tides will rise, and glaciers fall to grey
Oceans, the world and I will never stay
As the childish images poets sing.

Today,
I walk confidently in a fashion.
That reflects distinctly the trials I've passed.
I think of the lovely days I'd been rationed,
Knowing myself on Heaven's last bastion,
Seeing the horizon distinctly from the mast.

I say,
While reminiscing just a second,
I feel for the very first time free,
Not obsessing over my record,
My past failures-- pain is unbeckoned
In my memory, the way I thought I'd never be.

The day
Has come where days behind
No longer bring unspeakable pangs
Of guilt and regret, (I'm) Now not blind
To memory, I now keep happiness in mind.
And now I realize that the clangs
Of angelic bells are awakening a creature
16 years in the making, never forsaking
Celerity for quality, or sanity for beauty.

For once, I see the times far behind
As a beautiful thing, a thing to be beheld
In the most high esteem; the greatest dreams
Are things I've already lived--
And these are the moments my sleeping narratives
Are inspired by.
Time for once is my ally, my compatriot in facing
The days before me without heart pacing,
And as my thoughts speed from fast to racing,
I envision the day before me as blindingly bright,
A present I can finally control, if I first untie the ruby lacing.