Too near or too far
what should be the position
to hold on to?  So many lives
are ruined by the wrong decision.

We should be sure of and secure
within our own self--
the world should not rob us of our independence and freedom-
this is the essence of living.

First thing when waking up:
warm up your engine.

Oscillating
between 'I know'
and 'I don't know'

then realising
it's best
the latter way to follow

to know
is to thirst
for more

it's discontent
and angst
courting sorrow.

Life is millions upon millions
layers and layers of minutes slipping away-
the pain, the angst and joy of things
the in-between of time---the day
in successive moments and moods-
we are the actors and we are the play
unfolding.  The present we survey
the past we reflect, poised into the unknown
of what's to follow next.  The anticipation
the expectation--   the here and there--
the this and that we have to weigh and compare--
now the crackling laughter and chatter
that within winks sinks away--
the sun its complexion changes
the clouds gather and then they scatter
tempus fugit
that's it

you are reading this
and the minute is slipping away
have I been a nuisance or hindrance
have I made or spoilt your day?

In the past
I knew not

at the present
a little
but
in much doubt

in the future
I'll start
all over again.

I'll travel no more
at last my mind
has decided to return home
after its excursions to so many
unknown worlds.

Time to stay in
to reflect.

There should only be
one known world--no other-
that of my own is large enough
to contain all known continents--

my past rambling was a folly-
a thousand times I might traverse
over some foreign ground or shore
and yet return empty-handed
for I've left with thoughts
already imposed upon myself

the misled willing of self
the seed of its discontent
and potential destruction
that which is locked in
cannot see itself out  
deadlocked!

Over arid deserts
the heat scotched
my skin--it peeled
me like an onion
with knife-like cuts
I bled
in pain
my suffering
I couldn't understand

the arctic winds
as though seeking revenge
showed no mercy
my eyes they blinded
I was a helpless victim
at every bend.

I'll travel no more
there's nothing
for me to know
beyond myself

in such simple
and humble acceptance
I'm renewed and reborn
I need not venture
into another shore.