Mazel tov

             Mazel tov

 Ah! ‘Tis the dawn chorus.

Gleams, the dewy mountains before us;

Drowsy dreams, bidding Adieu

Falling apart for a life anew.

Hail! The blithe skylark again,

Singing aloft, setting no pain.

“Hold on to the trident above-

Maketh of faith, hope and love”.

Bless ‘Tis a morn with a promise,

Not yet stale to dismiss.

A prayer in the making finally,

That today we wake eternally.

Vanishing point

          Vanishing point

Oh   where do we rest?

After all that tedious quest.

For all that is bright,

Won’t forever be right

Comest thou filled with ambitions,

And demand and conditions.

Alas ! lay the man of spirit,

Confessing the saga of merit.

Embracing the trance of silence,

Transgressing the reminiscence of violence.

For ain’t we guests,

On Earth to do our best?