Man in the Mirror

Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall. Confucius This according to me is a fantastic aphorism.

Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall. Confucius This according to me is a fantastic aphorism.

Is life one plus one, Or two plus two, Why do we always look for something new? Equations of life, Cause considerable strife, To those who ponder, Why the grass is greener yonder. The path that life does take, Is based on decisions that we make. Oft in a hurry..., Our brow shadowed with worry...., Surely this is not the way, That we stay composed and calm, No sweat on our palm. Instead footloose and fancy free, Should our lives be. Not for me this contemplation, Care not I for the state of the Nation, Life for me is a roll, Let others take the toll, For the strain on their minds, As they try to find. Life's solution.

Is life one plus one, Or two plus two, Why do we always look for something new? Equations of life, Cause considerable strife, To those who ponder, Why the grass is greener yonder. The path that life does take, Is based on decisions that we make. Oft in a hurry..., Our brow shadowed with worry...., Surely this is not the way, That we stay composed and calm, No sweat on our palm. Instead footloose and fancy free, Should our lives be. Not for me this contemplation, Care not I for the state of the Nation, Life for me is a roll, Let others take the toll, For the strain on their minds, As they try to find. Life's solution.

You can kill two birds with one stone, Very often when all alone, But there is a modicum of truth, In the fact that, Life is precious..... Albeit Avian. For who can doubt that, Our feathered friends, Though humans claim, Are dumb... Are blessed with the power of flight, With bodies so light, That they float with seamless ease, Like artists on a trapeze, In worlds azure. But may I add, Still demure, Like a traditional Indian bride, Whose ever-radiant mien, Is testimony to the fact that, Love is like a lien, That lasts life long. When God gave the bird its wings, It also let it sing, Truly Nature is manifest for sure, As stated before, In these worlds azure. Then what is Man, A Biped creature that boasts, Not too often, And refuses to soften its stand, That all creatures under God's Sun, Are as much in the run, As creatures of choice, For a place in Noah's Ark.... When Armageddon comes. Prophets of yore, Let your spirits soar, Into the heavens above, Amongst the denizens of the s

You can kill two birds with one stone, Very often when all alone, But there is a modicum of truth, In the fact that, Life is precious..... Albeit Avian. For who can doubt that, Our feathered friends, Though humans claim, Are dumb... Are blessed with the power of flight, With bodies so light, That they float with seamless ease, Like artists on a trapeze, In worlds azure. But may I add, Still demure, Like a traditional Indian bride, Whose ever-radiant mien, Is testimony to the fact that, Love is like a lien, That lasts life long. When God gave the bird its wings, It also let it sing, Truly Nature is manifest for sure, As stated before, In these worlds azure. Then what is Man, A Biped creature that boasts, Not too often, And refuses to soften its stand, That all creatures under God's Sun, Are as much in the run, As creatures of choice, For a place in Noah's Ark.... When Armageddon comes. Prophets of yore, Let your spirits soar, Into the heavens above, Amongst the denizens of the s

Light is a mystery, And men throughout history, Have tried to explain...., Why light travels in straight lines. That's all very fine!. A ray of light bends when near a star, Physicists can state that from afar..., And the fabric of space time, Like some engrossing pantomime, Continues to mystify us. Light is truly a wonderful thing for all the joys, It can bring. Like children let us learn to have fun, In the radiance of our star the Sun.

Light is a mystery, And men throughout history, Have tried to explain...., Why light travels in straight lines. That's all very fine!. A ray of light bends when near a star, Physicists can state that from afar..., And the fabric of space time, Like some engrossing pantomime, Continues to mystify us. Light is truly a wonderful thing for all the joys, It can bring. Like children let us learn to have fun, In the radiance of our star the Sun.