Monday, January 29, 2007

What will it be ?


Life,
what will it be ?

The salmon,
born in fresh water,
migrate down the rivers
to the wide open arms of the sea.
Yes,
That's where life would be !
With maturity,
came the natural instinct to be home !
Against all odd,
they swam upstream
against the flows of the river,
reached the peak,
spawned,
then died in their original birth place.
A new generation takes over,
the cycle repeats itself.
Yes, Life ?
What will it be ?

This life,
am I living my purpose ?
or am I just a flow of seasonality ?
Of all the brave fronts I showcased,
of all the little deeds I accomplished,
I have live a life of no regrets.
But,
there are
still too many things to be done,
and too little times left.
My purpose is not done yet,
and I am already on a reverse journey
like a salmon approaching its birth place.
Oh God, never before,
I am so afraid of dying........

This life, this life..
What will it be ?

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