Chances Of Life Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

yet
as in to
the chances of life
life by chances
lurking
there's Beauty too in
hiding:
we
in our childhood
are blindfold to much
of the Emotions
we hover round the
mid-point of their mountains
yet never go the peaks
stay back
thus rarely fall off
then
in the drunkenness of
youth we upwards ply
to discover the peaks
and joy and experiences
and
in the first strengths of Youth
ignore
the slippery edges and
ledges
then
with the first calls of Ageing
one by one
we fall into the abysm
where in the least
the waters of Lethe bathe
us amidst mists and
clouds:
there
in to the saving arms of
the Sub-Conscious
at long last and
whatever the Ageing
we turn to the Child
once again
Sub-Conscious pitying:
and there
the cycle starts
and ends
there's Beauty and there's
sadness
so much!
so much!
that's after all our experiences! [