Life, a dream unfulfilled,
Years advnacing
In their stride, reaching the end
With a tottering gait--
Or a dream realised
On an empty canvas
When the years themselves
Are beating the hasty retreat
Leaving the body paralyzed
Unlatching the gate, releasing the soul,
A blessed prisoner
Of hope!
Life, a journey within or
Without, a destination
Or an inevitable cul-de-sac
Reaching, yet not reached
Whatever it is
It goes on
Images emerge and merge
Of those met on the way
In the ocean of memories--
Searching for meaning
And substance, you
Seem to be glum and dumb!
You stand and wait and ,
Pause to think about
In the middle of the road,
"On The Move 'Man, You Gotta Go"