Infants to our Destiny

There goes the time,
there goes the year,
with all its cherished glories.

There goes with it
A fraction of our life!
A fraction, that bounds with it,
- enormous joy, merriment,
And sentiments too!

A fraction that takes away
A host of our experiences;

But we still remain a child
- to the world around us!
Child to its million mysteries,
Million facets of its existence.

As we grow, and grow by years,
It’s strange, when we pause,
- sit and realize...

However mature we might be,
We’d remain infants to our destiny!!

(composed on 27th December 1990)