Thursday, 4 December 2025

A winter lesson

 Harbouring a dream is a dangerous thing 

It bites , kicks , roasts , and stings

Above all, possibly most importantly 

It won't let you slump , slouch and die 


It will keep you alive, clicking 

Keep your tiny clock ticking 

But yourself you'll keep kicking 

If you lag behind, you'll be sighing 


Wring your hands, pick on your flaws 

Know yourself, friends and foes 

No one can help you, no one will 

For its all in your mind, be still 


Above all, welcome stillness 

In a chaotic world of silliness 

Of this and that, rights and wrongs

All your  unspoken thoughts,unsung songs


Free yourself from shackles of what if 

Life is a main course, no appertif

You have lived okay, come this far 

On a wintry morn, leave the door ajar 


Listen to the chill draught chortle 

The freeze , the shiver, the luften 

A lesson from nature, we learn 

To pass into oblivion, the green 


With silence and grace and quietude 

Let your work ( if you have any) , prelude 

Speak up for you, like fallen leaves 

Frozen ground, dripping wet eaves