Reflections...

Time may come, time may go

Opportunities rise, sometimes fast, often slow
Life plays cruel jokes on us
Laggers get ahead, sloggers lick dust.

But life’s not easy
- not a bed of fragrant roses!
You invent for yourself
The ways to deal with your phases!

(composed: 24th January 1992)

The wings of the sparrows flitter in joy
The leaves on the edges
Of the twigs wager
The warm breath of the humans fall,
- the clock ticks forever,
And so the days speed past…
…and as we wake up in each morning,
our years steadily move ahead of us.

(composed: 4th January 1992)