Tomorrow is Pregnant

Tomorrow is pregnant with dreams yet unseen,
With whispers of wonders,
In the womb of the night, it quietly grows,
It cradles the hopes of the hearts that believe
In the magic of mornings, in what they conceive,
With each passing second, it nurtures its child,
A promise of future, both tender and wild.

Tomorrow is pregnant with laughter and tears,
With shadows of doubt, with vanquished fears,
It holds in its essence the lessons of time,
The echoes of memories, the rhythms of rhyme,
It carries the light of the dawn's early gleam,
The shimmer of stardust, the stuff of a dream,
In the hush of the twilight, it stirs and it sways,
Preparing to birth a new world from the haze.

Tomorrow is pregnant with whispers of hope,
With hands that will lift and hearts that will cope,
It holds in its bosom the seeds of the new,
The stories unwritten, the paths to pursue,
The dawn stretches out with fingers of light,
Embracing the shadows that dance in the night.

Tomorrow is pregnant with moments of grace,
With the lines of a story yet to find its place,
The moon in her silence keeps watch from above,
As tomorrow takes shape with a mother's pure love,
The stars are the witnesses to this quiet birth,
Of a day that will bring new wonders to Earth.

Tomorrow is pregnant with sorrows and joys,
With the laughter of children, the clatter of toys,
With the wisdom of elders, the youth's boundless dreams,
With the flow of the rivers, the song of the streams,
It holds in its arms the answers we seek,
The courage to stand, the strength of the meek,
With the dawn’s gentle whisper, it starts to unfurl,
The banner of promise, the hope of the world,
In the silence of midnight, it gathers its might,
Preparing to battle the dark with its light.

Tomorrow is pregnant with change in the air,
With the cries of the brave, the whisper of prayer,
It dreams of the fields where wildflowers grow,
Of mountains majestic, of valleys below,
It sings of the oceans, the depths and the heights,
Of journeys uncharted, of reaching new flights.

Tomorrow is pregnant with endless delight,
With colors that burst in the soft morning light,
With the songs of the birds, the rustle of leaves,
With the dance of the wind in the golden sheaves,
It harbors the wishes we've cast to the sky,
The dreams that we've woven, the reasons we try.
With the dawn’s tender kiss, it awakens anew,
A promise, a pledge, a world that is true.

Tomorrow is pregnant with battles to fight,
With the dawn of new wisdom, the end of the night,
With the courage to rise, to stand and to say,
That hope is our guide, come what may,
It gathers the strength from the stories of old,
From the legends and myths, from the truths that they hold,
In the heart of the dawn, it finds its own voice,
A melody ancient, a reason to rejoice.

Tomorrow is pregnant with love yet untold,
With the warmth of the hearth, the fire in the cold,
With the kindness of strangers, the bond of a friend,
With the journeys beginning where the paths never end,
It holds in its heart the power to heal,
To mend what is broken, to feel what we feel,
With the first rays of sun, it whispers our name,
A call to the future, a burning bright flame.

Tomorrow is pregnant with all that we are,
With the light of our soul, with each tiny scar,
With the lessons we've learned, with the dreams that we weave,
With the courage to hope, to trust, to believe.

So as we lay down in the arms of the night,
Let’s dream of tomorrow with hearts pure and bright,
For tomorrow is pregnant with all that we seek,
A world of new wonders, where the strong uplift the weak,
In the silence and stillness, it breathes in the deep,
Preparing to awaken from its slumbering sleep.

Tomorrow is pregnant, its promise so vast,
A future uncharted, a destiny cast,
With the dawn's gentle whisper, it begins to unfold,
A story of courage, a vision bold,
So let's embrace tomorrow with open hearts wide,
For it carries our dreams on the incoming tide.

Good morning all. Have a wonderful day.