The Dawn Broke Upon the Night.

The dawn broke upon the night
and scattered ice blue shards
in the dark blue and black fight.

Meanwhile my eyes blinked and saw,
the sleeping leaves stir in the cold,
and somewhere i heard a crow caw.

My eyes blinked again and sleep
came over my thoughts quietly,
and i let it come in a soft creep.

I lay down on my pillow of white,
and saw the white dawn smile,
just as i slept and said good night –

The sky brightened and i sighed
with eyes shut i thought of the night,
some thoughts ran away to hide,

and some stayed back but they too
seemed reluctant to let my eyes open,
and sudden into dreams they flew.

These Years.

These years have bought me Wisdom.
Would I trade it to retain Beauty?
These years have brought me Pain
And showed me vanity in Love and Duty –
Would I go through it all again?

These years have taught me lessons.
Would I want to go back to the Past?
These years have shown me (they have known me)
To move on from things that failed to last –
Would they treat me now more kindly?

These years have allowed my heart to bleed.
Would I want to let it heal?
These years have left me dumb
And reduced my capacity to feel –
Would I trade these to stop being numb?

These years, these years, these years, these years.
Could I really not feel and let them slide?
These years have marred me, but not in vain.
Some smiles are gone but all have not died –
Could I not gather Life from all this Pain?

Time.

Time moves on and on
And on and on and on.
It moves towards death
From the moment of being born.

Everything dies:
Each beggar, each King,
Each day and each night,
And every human feeling.

Some that stay do change,
Love into Stability,
Happiness to Hope,
And Faith to Insecurity.

What then? So now what?
Ah, Now is the Key.
Take the Present then,
And live it frantically!

6th December