Poem 5

Youth sat right at my side-
But these are idle dreams.
I follow with sad eyes
the swing of supple limbs.

Before me, like a ribbon,
an endless road zigzags,
strange coughing, wheezing ripping
I hear behind my back

To probe the cosmos and fathom its wonders
is my ambition and secret urge.
The heavens are brimming with the voices
of those who lived & loved on earth.