Monday, July 23, 2012

why worry? read life...

when the sky magnum opus like
fill the widest screen with colors bright
and the breeze like a pleasure rare
plays with the clouted hair
and the evening is rightly designed
to liberate one from all chains that entwine...
why worry?
why this grave ponderous look?
Just flip open life's book
and read it...
read it with an open mind...
read it with eyes to joys find...
and read it loud and clear
as if it is just a lovely prayer...

chant it...
chant it with highs and lows...
touching every treble and troughs...
chant life to the fullest string
as chants do holy serenades bring...

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