Friday, January 28, 2011
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Whither find I the dawn
To dreams I see obscure
Of fate that I may own
My thoughts did long venture
The boast of opulence
On earth the greatest joy
And fountain of much sins
We welcome or endure
To naught sans recompense
Which mortals can deploy.
But sure I of His pure
And keen intelligence
That showers to him peace
Who holds faith in His Grace.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Soliloquy: Reflections on One Year's Employment
When I consider how some days are spent
Toiling away at boring odds and ends,
Passing from one to next predicament,
I pause and ask: why can't I make amends?
Yet oftentimes the answer never comes;
Or if it does, rather belatedly.
And yet each day, by work, attains its charms;
Or else each day would pass begrudgingly
Unmarked, unwelcomed, not a tear to mourn
Or wash away frustration's epitaph,
Nor hymn to herald those days yet unborn,
Nor elegy when going gets too tough:
Such work as deemed no worthy selfexcuse
Its sin in content does its form abuse!!!
Proceed, courageous friend, for glory bound,
Secure much better ends than thus been found.
While shines the beacon from more fertile ground,
Why dwell a penitent of schemes unsound?
All have regrets, and some their penance bear,
But only those defying odds, still dare
The risks of failures could abodes repair
To breathe, in ample fields, Elysian air!
Uncertainty replete, may be the way,
Selfdoubt can yet your self assurance breed
If for each doubt you ample toil defray
With reason's temperance for errors made:
Triumph may not be seen for each attempt
But not attempting breeds but selfcontempt!!!