QuantumFog

December 19, 2005

QuantumFog departs from routine, better serving his efforts to neutralize the yin-yang of anomie and angst.

The following poetic craftsmanship may be seen with the author's other work at PoetryCritical. Through courtesy of the author, this poem has found another home here.

Life And I

by Rull

Life came by
And I hitched
A ride.
It took me
On a journey
Through a span
Of time.
In the beginning,
The road was smooth.
My eyes were infant
So I looked with wonder.
My lot was happiness
For a fleeting time.
Then up the hills,
We went, Life and I.
My youthful eyes
Took in knowledge,
Right and wrong signs
Along every mile.
At times, temptation
Led us astray,
Guided us
To dark roads
With barely enough light
To quail the darkness,
Potholes and gravel
Made a rough ride,
Danger and harm
We narrowly missed

But somehow, Life and I,
We made it through
To a stretch of smoothness,
Bountiful in its lush rewards.
Joy hung from trees,
Laughter paved the streets.
Family and friends
Imbued the air.
Life and I, delighted
In what maturity brought
To my questing eyes.
So here we dwelled
In peace awhile
Then life got restless
It wanted to go.
Other souls were waiting
For its mystery ride.
Before my aging eyes
Life passed and bid
Me farewell
With one final look
At the life I lived.
Every road we took
Was shown to me
And the balance
Tipped
To a life well spent.

December 14, 2005

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QuantumFog is nothing if not a disseminator of glad tidings and cheerful disposition. To that end, you are now handed off to HappyNews.com.

Ya'll come back, now.

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