"With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow@With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about
today until tomorrow"

lyric, Mr Tambourine Man,
Bob Dylan
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Rebel troubadour, always resrless, asking the obvious,
with answers readily apparent,
yet no one knows them out loud

Here we are,
two old Jews,
crossing paths at our shared six point star,
we aware, we know, that the
questions will likely be there tomorrow,'for they
have always there come the morn,

so we do not raise our voices anymore,
indeed,
the questions grow up best when asked softly softly,
and the answers,
blowing in the wind,
are clearest, sharpest obvious when
whispered,

So,
~forget about today till tomorrow,
until tomorrow comes no more~

And is this an only love poem?
To be sure,
Be sure.

For only love is the bridge between yesterday,
Today, and Tomorrow,
No matter what!

I may be mad at you,
But I don't hate you,
I may be mad at you,
But I won't disrespect you or talk down on you,
I may be mad at you,
But I still wish we could be friends,
I may be mad at you,
but I would never say something like what you said to my family about me,
I may be mad at you...


But in the end I still forgive you.

A time will come when I fall down to my knees in front of his throne,
If it's a long time or a short time from now,
A time will come and I'll ask him why did everything happen the way it did.