Proverbs 27:1 

27 Do not boast about tomorrow,
For you do not know what a day may bring forth.

This morning the new day appeared … about the same as yesterday

Dreams and hopes still asleep … as purpose still craters

A moment still in time … as quietness still frays

Hearing familiar sounds … a hum, a drip, scratching on paper

I know this day is welcomed ... with quiet meditation

What happens to serenity ... when later stuff breaks loose?

What is it with society ... that routinely seems poised

bringing out in humanity … repeatedly simple taboos?

Jan Wienen