Happy 2009, everyone!
The Next Crazy Venture
I craved an uncomplicated life.
Problem-free
Though, of course, the problems wound their way back to me
As I suppose
There’s no show without
A conflict
To be expected – silly, really
Resolution is for the rested dead.
So we deal, we play
We place our wagers
Here a five, and there, our life
Clenched by a tight wire thread
Strung between the
Walking as the wind
Dances, and we dance, we do
We lie suspended in the sky
We laugh at the ease of it
We sing; we wait to deliver
The wisdom of an age.
The punchline finale:
‘All the world’s a stage’
‘Reach, though your reach may yet exceed
Your grasp. Or else what’s Heaven for?’
Know this. Life is one, and life
Is not meant to be survived.
Announced to wild applause
Real and recorded.
Your quality – one to be remembered
Then forgotten.
Peace. Cease to seek it.
Be.
Whatever. Hand me the deck.
Deal over.
© Wenee Yap.
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