The wind careers across the years Gathering leaves and dust, Sweeping lives before it In cartwheels of redness and rust. Epiphanous moments of magnitude Through special occasions employ The will o the wisp of everyday stuff From sadness to anger to joy.
The billowing tumble of living Through vaulting halls of trees In the dappled light of sunshine And green corridors of breeze. The exquisiteness of living When senses soar in the air When the colours of being are rampant And we savour each moment with care.
For the living time goes quickly It flares and fades with speed, βTis best enjoyed boisterously With passion, love and need; βTis best when tasted piquantly Like a claret on the tongue When you cloak the days with good things And you hope your dreams die young.
Marshalg @ the Gate Mangere Bridge 29th January 2009