A distant come back

A reverie,
You,
And I caress life.
Startling,
the mind reckons else

Time,
I fail to seize.
Eternity,
is not acquiesced.

Alone, I reverie
Hard, but,
Umpteen lives,
and delicate threads to wind

-G Singh, San Jose, 22 Dec, 2008, 11:14 PM

Spurt of 12/3

Light
is beauty disguised
Sun
is burning too

Day
is hope concealed
truth
persists in dark, the night

-gs, 11:43 PM, SJ

Spurt of the day

Chants around,
she teaches,
how to live,
the lady called life

Sadness dying,
happiness inundating,
I wonder,
how to live?

-gs