The great road of life

Entry in Alberts-Poetry-Cafe-A-Different-TEN-with-Tovli

At sunset, I sometimes sit in the meadow atop a mound of soft green grass and watch the trains and planes speed by.

Watching train passengers’ board and exit as they kiss someone special “hello” or “good-bye”.

 

They scurry to and fro through the underground railway, on that great road of life.

  So many lives, seemingly going nowhere fast, caught up in this game of living.

 It gave me the opportunity to reflect on what time really means and where it goes. 

We invent so many practical things to assure a better life, but what of a longer life?

 

As for happiness, will we ever find the perfect formula to make it last?

We put so much energy, love and devotion into our relationships.

  But, the time we have is so short; there exists no guarantee our hellos will last forever.

 Because unforeseen occurrences befall us all, there is always a “Good-bye” at the end.

 

Reviews

[Raivenne]

Very contemplative, I like that.