14 September 2012

Wheels of life

What is a plain white sheet, a paper untouched and neat?
Fill it with the rainbow ink, and that is when it does wink.

What is a tree that does not grow, give a fragrant flower or a tasty fruit?
On such does nature raise its brow, it has to fall, to grow again or unroot.

What is a glass, that shows neither true nor you?
If nay of the two you do, you definitely are untrue.

What of a man and his survival, if he does nothing in a day?
Into dooming hells or dewed heavens, a man ought to walk, always in some way.