Life is such that it does not even leave scope to complain sometimes. Complacency creeps in silently and life moves on. Such are the times today. No time to think & ponder over all that happened during the day; no time to share with your loved ones, the frivolous matters that give you joy; no time to think of anything but ways of conquering the kingdom of materialistic pleasures. Is this what i seek? Or is it the life of a monk that i would find peace in....O my god! why can't there be a balance, why has it got to be extremes!! In pursuit of solace, I move on.
An exquisite collation of words & thoughts by William Henry Davies is what i leave you with...
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
An exquisite collation of words & thoughts by William Henry Davies is what i leave you with...
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare......
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