Why worry?

About the past, it is gone
About the future that you hope for, it is still absent
Now, be yourself in this hour
It is you in it now and there is no other

Why worry? Did not God tell you that
Everything happens for the best in you
Everything happens to bring the best in you

What you need is a sponge to wipe out your past
A red rose to make your present sweet
And a kiss to salute and meet your future