Maybe one day borders will cease to exist
And love will know no bounds;
Maybe one day the mind will persist
And do what the heart for longs.
Maybe one day the voice of doubt
Will cease to prompt question;
And faith will reign about
And regret will never belong.
Maybe one day the past won’t haunt
Gliding into the back walls of the mind
Gleaming with shame and taunt
To dim the spirit of the living.
Maybe one day the present will elate
And wipe away memories that daunt
And nostalgic joy will no longer be bait
To the mind that wanders about.
Maybe living in the moment will come
To the mind when the moment exists;
Maybe life won’t pass by some
In the very blink of an eye.