When your young and resilient,
Life has another face.
Now lost in clouds of litany,
All my past comes back to me,
Happy future, hard to see,
I think of past joys,
Now out reach, out of touch,
With those I loved so very much.
And a cold fog grips my heart,
A cold mist strangles the Sea,
The Sea, I love so much,
Where no longer shall I sail,
Nor happy be.
All barriers are down,Circuses with many a clown,All going to town,Toppings not so sound,On our Vanilla-Vinegar Sunday,Society collapsing,Nobody takes the rap,Getting ready or here already,The dumbest times,Since the Middle Ages,Darkness and ignorance rages.Going to the Moon,Traveling in Space,All technical advances,Seem to have been in vain,Have even made us worse, perhaps?Than we already were,Converting us into…
What a splendid idea,Must be nice to be that olive,Bringing drinkers all that cheer,Never loneliness to fear.
Can there be,Than a LifetimeOf just, you and me.
Love’s treasures are pure gold,A smiling heart,A dream that’s partOf what is bestIn Life’s immense abode.
Its deep comprehensionAnd its wise concepts.Here is to PoetryThat throughout our livesShould hold up the torchFor beauty and loveFor all that is right,Permitting flight.Long live you, Poetry!Heart of all hearts,Open window,Colored spectrum,ResurrectionOf all Arts.
A real reflection of his inner Soul,A sincere picture that says it All,Only in this way will the Poet play,His most unusual and gratifying role.
