When I shall again write to you, or where I shall be tomorrow, I cannot tell.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Right now, I have no idea what I will write or if I will write again.
Living Life Tomorrow's fate, though thou be wise, Thou canst not tell nor yet surmise; Pass, therefore, not today in vain, For it will never come again.
There are just certain times I sense the Lord is wanting me to write, and so I write.
I shall have more to say when I am dead.
I shall try to write a poem that is about the moment but doesn't betray things that are true to me as a poet.
I shall, in due time, be a Poet.
I am in the present. I cannot know what tomorrow will bring forth. I can know only what the truth is for me today. That is what I am called upon to serve, and I serve it in all lucidity.
If I shall exist eternally, how shall I exist tomorrow?
I will always, forever, write songs, and wherever they're meant to be is where they'll be.
If I lose the light of the sun, I will write by candlelight, moonlight, no light, If I lose paper and ink, I will write in blood on forgotten walls. I will write always. I will capture nights all over the world and bring them to you.