Everyday involves the last
Evolves towards the next
And ascends into the unknown
Where the sights that are seen
Are the dreams that are drempt
And belief is the road that is sown

All we have is who we love
The truths that we seek
And our hopes that foresee they'll be found
Those that bridge for our gaps
What our needs will accept
And our drive for a life that is sound

We are one individually
Yet the same constituantly
But the greater without question is the latter
As the time that we are given
Should be spent high, richly and driven
Thinking, what when we look back may mostly matter?