Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Persistence

The beginning, the very beginning, is like a dark crossroad
It's in the middle of a pitch dark night in an alien territory
You are looking for the only true path to golden treasures
But into the night all the paths vanish playing hide and sick
They meander into darkness hurrying into invisible realms

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Time Will Catch Up With You Too

In the days when I was young and green in years
My knees melted before the awesome elderly
For their presence radiated awe an honor
As strong as the rays of the bright summer sun
My whole body surely trembled before them