Myself I don't blame
coerce, coax, force
nor feel any shame:
life is doing and experimenting
that makes for meaning

how often I've failed
but have walked away never
my own rainbow I carve in the sky
I've never ceased in my endeavour-

the world is wild and self-centred
everyone has their own agenda
to my duty and task I quietly attend
from a remote unknown quarter-

I'm my haven and my sanctity
without any glamour or clamour
time passes by my life but I'm not even aware
my path I chart beyond which I don't bother