Wednesday Wisdoms | Voice of Men | wisdoms . . . for our growth: If Tomorrow Starts Without Me . . .

I left the Wednesday slot on the Blog free purposefully, intuitively wanting to know what would “flow in”. Wisdom is what seems to want to flow . . . but maybe not every Wednesday, so maybe there’ll be a blog or post of some kind, and maybe not. As long as the inspiration keeps coming, I’ll keep going with it.

This series of inspirations is a new way of distilling wisdom and passing it onto you . . . “Voice of Men”. This week David Romano’s is the voice of men’s Wisdom, and his writing “If Tomorrow Starts Without Me” .

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“If Tomorrow Starts Without Me” | David Romano

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Many people are affected by a simple poem such as this one. It has similar appeal to “Do not stand at my grave and weep”.

This is attributed to David Romano in 1993 – not much is known about him personally, with no image that I could find.  It is a simple poem in basic English, expressing sentiments that many people find comforting in bereavement: grief is simple and common to us all [this I know as my own personal truth].

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When tomorrow starts without me,
And I’m not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
all filled with tears for me,

I wish so much you wouldn’t cry
The way you did today,
While thinking of the many things,
We didn’t get to say.

I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
and each time that you think of me,
I know you’ll miss me too.

But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand,

and said my place was ready,
In heaven far above,
And that I’d have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye
For all my life, I’d always thought,
I didn’t want to die.

I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do,
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving you.

I thought of all the yesterdays
The good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
and all the fun we had

If I could re-live yesterday
Just even for a while,
I’d say good-bye and kiss you
And maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realized,
That this could never be,
For emptiness and memories,
would take the place of me.

And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow.

But when I walked through heaven’s gates,
I felt so much at home
When God looked down and smiled at me,
From His great golden throne.

He said, “This is eternity,
And all I’ve promised you.”
Today your life on earth is past,
But here life starts anew

I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,
And since each day’s the same
There’s no longing for the past.

You have been so faithful,
So trusting and so true.
Though there were times you did some things
You knew you shouldn’t do.

But you have been forgiven
And now at last you’re free.
So won’t you come and take my hand
And share my life with me?

So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don’t think we’re far apart,
For every time you think of me,
I’m right here, in your heart.

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. . . . Video narrated by Tom O’ Bedlam.

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With thanks and blessings for this video version to SpokenVerse on YouTube: you can check out the channel here. . .

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“Balance is what happens when you know in your heart something is right.”

Enjoy! suzen

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Published by suZenYoga

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