this familiar swan song dwindles on
the anthem of life’s struggle batters loudly
as I am absent from any parade
choosing the moot path renders mute
finding my silence


travelling master

wisdom aged longer than time
takes my youth beyond my place
and wears on this restless mind
to live for more and achieve less

the quickening entropy of consciousness
feeds the urge to find peace
above and beyond this earthly trap
which clings like a ghastly prison

patience, the virtue persisting
that holds the ego in anxious limbo
my long life beckons with promise
the present moment holds truth

and I, the dreamer and excited pilgrim
must venture onward into uncertainty
blessed with insight beyond our years
armed with the gifts self-bestowed

holding eternal the calm ideal
and carry on in present reality
until manifested are all my dreams
and paradise is mine to enjoy

for all time