i am writing to you from this side of tomorrow.
there's something i want you to know.
something i would like you to remember.
there is a feeling i have about your time,
and the life you will have.
knowing nothing of what that day will look like,
not knowing whether the sun will shine,
or there will be a harbinging comet eclipsing all light and warmth,
not knowing a thing,
i still have nothing better to do but hope.
the least of all i can feel right now.
that is the most i can offer to you.
try to remember this gift that i leave for you.
don't leave it forgotten and unopened,
even if, when you open your eyes,
everything is different, and my gift seems
irrelevant, useless.
the feeling i have left for you,
on my side of tomorrow,
is the blind pushing behind the sun
and the possibility for something better
and open skies, and a clear way forward,
and a home and heart that will be there for you.
maybe you don't see it,
but maybe you will.
so take what i have,
and sometimes, forget to believe only what you see,
and try to see what you have forgotten to believe.