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Birthday

Today, whatever the Fates weave
Shall still be worn with beauty by me;
Today then don’t let you be told,
How many chapters of life are turned;
That you are old, and so I am indeed;
Nor think dreams have waned with tears,
And talk of the youth wasted with sighs.
Tomorrow will always be tomorrow
And nothing will change, even sorrow.
But a thought from reason brings the truth
An everlasting and brilliant truth,
Which can, in spite of all smirks,
Open your eyes and my ears
To the evening star twinkling bright
With sweet soft winds fluting in the twilight,
Made of fire, spirit, and dew.

Posted in Poetry

Wanderlust

For one hundred and twenty years
Trapped in the maze of this mirage,
Where I began, I can go back never;
Here I stand and face the bare fate
Or is it nothing but the illusion ever?

As Aurora releases the first dewdrop,
I go high over, down under
From one end of the horizon to the other
Across the five continents and six oceans
Above the heavens, below the abyss
Far into the milky ways and back to earth
with the jewel of hope in beatitude.