Being
Being
Life´s drama
unfolds
unexpectantly
As clouds reveal
the splendour of
mountain peaks
So each day
brings the sun
or showers
Moods of expectancy
and ennui
We have no control
subject only to this world
Made for the
chessboard
moved at will
The past is over
the future awaits
only here and now
do we participate
But we are
able to feel
to think
and live
and love
passionately
Martin Elder
Wed 17th Jul 2019 22:24
You say much here with so few words which I have to confess makes me deeply envious Keith. Those opening lines unfold themselves and the poem so well
Nice one