FLEET OF THOUGHTS !
Sitting under the shades of tree,
After a lifetime's running free,
Thoughts of Paths he ran across
Made him count his gain and loss!
Thought of what little good he did,
Thought of what he spoke all bad,
Thought of whom all came across,
Sweet of Faces nourished his thoughts!
The days of past ran so fast,
Sweet and Sour all at last,
Proved a myth at the Magic Hands
Of the Merciful Maker of all, alas!
November 20 2011