First Blue Petal

The bud just popped up one quiet day

after months of waiting for a bloom

The bud was tight with petals of blue

I knew it would open very soon

With the dawn of morning, the petals unfolded

It was the first 'stalk' of blue for me

That is success and worth the wait

To admire the petals, coloured blue, like the sea

Martin Luther King

This is a very appropriate and true statement, which was shared with me by a colleague:

The ultimate measure of a man

is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience

BUT

where he stands, at times of challenge and controversy.

-martin luther king-

Unclear

The view is unclear, it has been for too long

Making the vision seem to have jagged ends

The melody has ended together with the song

How could a person be so unaffected and mindless

To be lazy and unkempt with responsibilities

A life wasted in selfishness and carelessness

I blame myself for knowing and yet unseeing

For this punishment will be for some years more

There is no recourse now, at least for the time being

There is no kindness, there is too much pain

There are no more tears to cry or regrets to write

Nothing more in this relationship to gain

The blur vision of what's in my life, ahead of me

Is like this picture of the stalk of rose

A vision you know yet you cannot really see