Tomorrow can be any day tomorrow

I had, for some reason, called the day after a Monday a Monday. So I asked myself, “what should go on tomorrow?” Myself replied, “tomorrow is Wednesday!” Then, I said to myself, “tomorrow can be any day if we look far enough; there’s a Tuesday still to come.” Meanwhile, what’s for this Tuesday has got to go on—now. And this is it.

Today is the day that is
Now is the time that’s real
Where else would one be

Tomorrow is still to come
Yesterday has passed away
Today is the day to live

Between that which is as dead
And that which is as yet
Lives that which must for best