In the dark land of To-morrow
I dwelt with pain and sorrow,
And I sighed for joys and blessings that escaped me as I ran ; 
And the darkness gathered round me, 
For the morrow ever found me 
Living in "what I ought to do," and not in what I can.
 
And I sought for loving-kindness 
In the dim, dark haunts of blindness;
In the lightless caves of self I searched for blessedness and rest;
And I reached out hands appealing,
Sadly gropcd for light and healing,
Striving for "what I want to have," not  what is true and best.

Then I found that selfish hoping,
Darkly seeking, blindly groping
In vain wishing and regretting chased life’s glory from my brow;
So I ceased from foolish fretting,
Turned to Love, and, selllforgetting,
Left "what I hope to get and keep," for what I will be now.

So I fled from self and sorrow,
Left the dark land of To-morrow,
And thought of what kind deeds to do, what loving words to say;
And the light of peace and gladness
Chased away the clouds of sadness,
For I lost the past and future in the bright world of To-day.

James Allen

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