Wednesday, December 31, 2008

A Thousand Thoughts
Like dried leaves
On the jungle path
These thoughts have piled my mind
Through long, quiet country roads
Do you love your country?
Have we not filled the glass vase
A flower, bract and fragrance too
To seek out not too far of the beauty
Within our immediate garden
Of Life's greatness
That tenderly sew our longing
Of living, striving and winning
A thousand efforts
Honest ones that bespeaks our toil
Atop mountains and valley floors
Criss-crossing many conceptual maps
A career profile, a bio-data of a humane me
Have sparked a forwardness
Mindful of a blessed life has been
A tiny walk tomorrow may be
But must we plan
A thousand moves
For the success of tomorrow
Erupts from a fallen seed today
By a forest clearing
That shoots our labour of love
Henceforth the garden of tomorrow.

1st January,2009.

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