Behind Sphinx Smile Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Silent synapses thread fa[r]ce fate,
'to end the heart-ache and the natural shocks
that flesh is heir to'' leaves life's stumbling block's
causal button pressed to eliminate
one cycle while preparing second date
evolving karmic chain that time unlocks
to ease, to tease mortal disease yet mocks
all efforts before wiping clean life's slate.
No need and no beginning. Early, late,
hold meaning only for vain weather cocks
where east leads west, where north, south, test the box
Pandora left. Don't overestimate
apparent reasons, rhymes of season's trial:
truth many seek, few find behind sphinx smile.

(22 September 2009)

The time has come to cut the thread of fate,
'to end the heart-ache and the natural shocks
that flesh is heir to' leave life's stumbling blocks
and press the button to eliminate
one cycle while preparing second date
evolving karmic chain that time unlocks
to ease, to tease, our life disease which mocks
all efforts before wiping clean the slate.
No need and no beginning. Early, late,
hold meaning only for vain weathercocks
where east leads west, where north, south, test the box
Pandora left, let man manipulate
the rhyme and reason of each season's trial,
Which many seek, few find behind sphinx smile.

(8 March 2006)