There is a depth to this day,
a higher purpose of the Sun,
an urgency in the winds from the bay,
a necessity in the wild’s run.
There is a meaning to this moment,
a message in the clock’s tik-tok,
a realisation of something important,
a hope beyond the bed rock.
There is a purpose to us being,
a desperation in the successful of morrow,
a song which we all hope to someday sing,
a balance to be maintained between jolly and sorrow.
There is a beyond, unchartered and unexplored,
a final resting ground for the imperious of now,
a barrier to be jumped to find the threshold,
and a moment which needs to be lived now.
Everyday carries depth,
Everyday carries meaning,
Everyday carries purpose,
Beyond everyday is a matter of believing.