week 188 ~ this wandering mystery
this wandering mystery
to the path of the future
and as far as we can see
all’s possible nothing’s sure
to the path of the future
then let us raise our glasses
all’s possible nothing’s sure
for optimists that passes
then let us raise our glasses
to celebrate this new day
for optimists that passes
for faith or hope anyway
to celebrate this new day
suspending conclusions drawn
for faith or hope anyway
promises to lead us on
suspending conclusions drawn
nothing rings true yet but light
promises to lead us on
smiles as time begins to write
nothing rings true yet but light
and as far as we can see
smiles as time begins to write
this wandering mystery
for my graduating students
The seems to cycle just as life around us goes through cycles…a fine poem IMHO.
slpmartin
May 17, 2012 at 5:03 pm
Thanks, my friend. As always, I so appreciate your comments on my musings.
mairmusic
May 17, 2012 at 5:11 pm
toasts to you my dear friend :)
Sharmishtha Basu
May 20, 2012 at 12:26 pm
thanks an to you as well– I can tell you are an optimist (:
mairmusic
May 21, 2012 at 12:28 pm