I look at the heavens, then below my feet
An emptiness there, no better here,
We speak of Eternity in glowing terms
Much the same emptiness, I often fear.
Here and now is all, nothing before, nothing after
The rest no more than ardent hope and hopeless dreams,
Delusion, illusion, mirage, the sands
No rivers of Pearls, no gilded, glittering ,streams.
Nothing behind when the curtains drop
Gone the faces, an empty hall,
The show must go on regardless, though
Of who’s around and who took the fall.
Little else makes such simple sense
Despite claims to the contrary, galore,
Paddle on we must, of course
Till we reach the other shore.
Life is not an empty dream
Despite the need to sleep a fair part,
All calamities will bite the dust
If, we keep strong of mind and heart.
All things will end, someday, they say
But, let’s refrain from speaking for the rest,
Let’s come through our destined years, friends
With flying colours through Life’s perpetual test.
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