Reflections on life

December night crescent moon hangs from Orions belt

Sometimes I sit and watch the rain make patterns on the window twisting   turning      running My days of raindrops spiralling around the corners of my mind the lessons learnt in a water drop Sometimes I try to hard to analyse and scrutinize and make the pattern fit the mold Sometimes it is easier to go with the flow and sit and watch the raindrops.

walking in the dark still trying to find my way ripples in the pond

dessert sands blowing winds of change revolution

Kim Jong-il passes tears flow in North Korea for sorrow or joy

freeze frame on a frozen day fading light steals the vision robbing me of images street lights come to life bathing the street in romance couples walk hand in hand shivering between bars dressed for summer on a winters night the price of fashion the price of pride

walking these cold lonely streets I look into your window every one there seems like they're having fun so I walk on in silence alone and search for the remedy snow starts to fall as I walk on alone contemplating every thought seems to run round and round and I cannot make  sense of them as I think in rhyme and look for the remedy under the street lights the fresh fallen snow has turned orange my mood has taken a mellowing hue and my thoughts turn in colour as I walk home I now have the remedy