Tomorrow comes and again comes tomorrow,
Tomorrows are like rivers that endlessly flow.
If all my things are put off till tomorrow,
My time wasted to no purpose will brew woe.
All mortals are tired for the sake of tomorrow,
The passage of time will make them old before they know.
In the morning they see water eastward running,
At dusky they see the sun in the west low hanging.
How many tomorrows are in your lifetime, do you know?
Please listen to me sing the Song of Tomorrow.
One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow
Where is the fountain that throws up these flowers in a ceaseless outbreak of ecstasy?
Life is too short to waste time doing things that don't bring you happiness or fulfillment 🌟🌞
Well, Making time for yourself and doing things you love is just as important as working hard 🧡👩💻
