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MEMORY LANE 23 December 2019
I dreamt I walked
in memory lane
half-way a sign I saw
‘ not again!’.
Undeterred I tried:
to tear it away
it resisted and said:
‘you once had your day!’
The sky suddenly turned grey
a storm caught my unready face
I heard the creaking of fallen trees
in a neighbouring place.
A tiny bird flew across in swiftness
these words I heard it did say:
‘this is a new world that needs you not
to this peace you don’t belong—just go away!’
A SINKING WORLD 15 March 2020
Even the steel-clad heart
has turned butterfly
the C-virus has torn the world apart
it simply refuses to die-
more value is attached
to enviable rolls of toilet-paper
it has to be daily detached
to comply with the rule of nature-
in its absence just for a moment
what’s the worth of gold or silver?
would living not lose its enjoyment?
where would the paperless run for cover?
Towns and cities are in shutdown
daily life has come to a standstill
nowhere is safety to be found
neither is there a saving pill.
SUPPLICATION 17 April 2020
Grant me:
strength in my weakness
faith in my doubt
patience in my anxiety
comfort in my distress
light as I walk in darkness
the right path when I lose my way
the courage to look at my weaknesses and failings
the will to do good and not to judge others
the respect and love for and goodwill towards my fellow-beings
the compassion to reach out to others’ sufferings
the humility in my every thought and deed
simplicity and contentment
understanding in my perplexities
the gift of saying the right things
the generosity to share my good fortune with others
the insight of not placing myself above others
the courage and tranquillity to face any adversity
the perspicacity of seeing things in their true light
the power to stand up against injustice, cruelty and inhumanity
the open heart to receive grace, love and beauty.
The Seashore of Life 3 July 2020
The Seashore of Life
The seashore of life
is no place to look for treasures
here is but sand and pebbles
tide-battered shells
fragments of mussels
sunbaked seaweeds
fallen leaves, broken twigs
shreds of seared branches
and strange enough
even torn pages
of castaway
goodbye love-letters
a witness
to time’s history
and its ravages
a testament of
mankind’s sad
and silent chapters
if you should walk by
in the dead of night
you would hear
it singing the dirge
of unfulfilled lovers
of perished dreams
of sunken hopes
of painful despairs
in bitter sobs
and muted whispers
feel, oh feel well
the pulse of its melancholy
listen, oh listen
to its wild heart-beats
in wild tremours
imagine, oh image
how it howls
in its raging tempers
enquire, oh enquire
where it nestles
its home is none other
than the deluge
of the tattered heart-
the most tearful metaphor
of all known metaphors.
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