A new day, an advent of the new era,
Breathes your precious fragile spirit,
A new beginning, almost frightened to speak,
For it has magic virtues in it, a new chance a new start of something never seen before,a new strength to redeem the dying dreams ,a new life for yesterday is gone,a clean slate to start anew,
Brings Revelation in your sight of something never seen,reveals the wonders of a tubula rasa
It calms the flowing streams of your blood when the eyes of the heart sees calmness of the firmament ,
It stretches your face and causes it to beam with splendor,Nor emotional drip for past, nor forward stretch,
Nor yield my petty woes a place,
But take whatever each hour unfolds
With thankful and obedient grace.For it is Life, the very purpose to breath
In its brief course lie all the
marvelous Realities of Existence;
The ecstasy of broadening,
The replendence of Action,
The Splendor of enchantress:
For Yesterday is but a contemplate,
And To-morrow is only a inventiveness;
But to-day well lived makes every Ye-sterday a dream of satisfaction and every To-morrow a Vision of anticipation.