We Are Into A Play Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

We are into a play
The Play of Life goes
Round
As the watermill
Scene after scene
Some scenes are rich
Some scenes be powerful;
Some scenes be as of joy
Relative
Other scenes of sadness and
Of woe
But all
All equal and irreversible
All
Faint, slow and fading as
The day
And
When their time comes
Then
They remove themselves
Slow but determinate
On their direction
And
In their direction
Full obstinate:
For
We are into a play
The Play of Life goes
Round
As the watermill
Scene after scene