Tuesday, August 31, 2010

A wandering mind over the skies of Judicial Fort

AS WIND THAT SHOT UP ROUGH AND RUDE SO FAST
SO TOO ONE IN MOOD ANGRY - DO WORSE GET LOST
AND AS BREEZE - THAT MOVE SO SOFT AND PLEASANT AS WELL
PEOPLE SANE AND SOUND KEEP UP SO CALM, ANY CAN TELL



MINUTE BY MINUTE PASS ON-TO DAYS, MONTHS AND YEARS AND SO ON
AND THAT MOUNT AS MUCH, FOR MANY NEVER CLOSELY WATCHFUL DRAWN
AT TENDER AGE NO ONE WOULD CHALK OUT GOAL OF LIFE, TO HOLD
EVEN BY GROWTH OF AGE, SELDOM ONE SEEK TRUE SALVATION-WORTHY OF GOLD
BUT ALL A PREY AS VICTIM, BY TIDE OF EVENTS IN TIE OF FAMILY-FOLD
THUS RARE TO FIND ANY STICK ON WISDOM-WISE IN CHARACTER MOULD
                                           
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