Tomorrow ...

Today is like no other day,  
for today has never been.  
Today will pass, it can not stay,  
and can never be again.  

Can one measure the value of a minute,  
or the price tag on an hour?  
Will you fully throw yourself in it?  
Will you give in to it's power?  

Will you accept how small you are  
in the grand scheme of all things?
What is it we are living for?  
What is the sense of being?  

For as today will surely pass,  
soon so too shall we.  
How does one leave a mark that lasts  
on the face of eternity?