Thursday, August 16, 2007
ghazal ("in this world")
If merely a day or two we're given in this world
how rarely wer're driving often driven in this world
the human dimension is a mystery soft or sharp
in strife what is that for which we've striven in this world?
some say after death the soul goes up or down for aye
too rare is that soul who lands in heaven in this world
I sip my tea hot as summe's realm enacts its play
the days of the week we count as seven in this world
the purpose of life is not a sentence one could read
but deep in the cell lessons are given in this world
when Raphael reels from land to land what's his real aim?
his art is a spool requiring moving in this world