Thursday, January 22, 2009

Realizations

Sometimes I sit looking out of my window,
Gazing at the world, dance..
To the rhythm of moon and the hum of sun..
All bound to times' eternal tune..
And the baton of a Higher one.

I look at the sun,
I look at the moon,
So high and mighty in the sky,
As they touch all alive, renewing their life...
I wonder ,where and what, I am.

As I remain fixated to the evanescent tranquility of my thoughts,
I watch from the sidelines..
The road moving away ..
With misty eyes and a sanguinary brush..
I try to paint the face of my life.

On the canvas appears a blurred image,
I see blue and black and hues of gray but lo!! no red..
my blood was dead..!!

But there is another half, that is white and unstained..
It is a future I've yet to live,
It is a future I've yet to paint.
The past is past, the future is ..but the present..
And living in the moment is all I have..
So let me fill this moment,
With all the vibrant shades..
For the dots are mine, as are the colours
And as are the choices I make.

I look at the sun,
I look at the moon,
So high and mighty in the sky..
Touched by their golden light..
I set stride on my empyreal flight...

1 comment:

Seedrick said...

certainly not...atleast now that you realize...