I said this blog would contain some poetry. And yet, to this point, it’s mostly been a blawg or a blah-g (legalese or boring). Or just pictures. Let’s paint some pictures with our minds this time. (PS: Thank you to all the loyal visitors of this site. Whomever was the last visitor became the 1500 person to the site! Not a bad half-year!)
I live in shades of grey. Daily I find roads diverging and daily I choose one. and yet nightly I dream the other. I live in shades of grey because the world has so many colors. I wish for insight; I wish for all things but time requires of me to have but one time at a time. I live in shades of grey and all I ask is for the lost life this costs me. When one can only live but once he will lay in the one bed he makes while dreaming of others. I live in shades that grey more with each day’s passing and more in the light of new days. Can we not ask for just one more try at the day just passed by at the thing one cannot buy… Another try. * And so each morning comes to pass After each effort passes along. We may then wish for another cast And a new day beneath a new sun. But we are all left with what we have And have chosen perhaps what chose us. New efforts may bring new paths But old labors still collect new dust. Tomorrow will yet be another trip Down life’s unknowable river. So I leave here myself this tip: Chances lost let not make you quiver. Because tomorrow’s choices will soon be The joyful memories of some past day. And at last you will then clearly see That we all live in shades of grey.