FROM COROLLA TO CRUST
It’s the summer of my life, and the petals bloomed vivid and radiant
Animated was the world, and the dears galloped near the clear stream
The sunshine illuminated the path I treaded on
And the smile spread across my face as my life shined.
Now, the cold zephyr blew across my face
And the leaves fell down, and the twilight set a bit too early
The radiance of my life, felt like it was eroding away
As, now I stood in a park, waving my childhood that day.
And now, the breeze turned into a storm
Bringing in hail and snow, it seemed I had lost hope
My vivid image of blunt innocence faded away
As now, the winter of life had set through.
Desperate and distraught as my life phased ahead
I became conscious of the preaching of God
That life is a cycle with spokes of old and new
And, the wheel turns eternally, with no relief for you old sod.
So, I made peace with the wailing kid and bear my heart for the truth somewhere inside
As, now the storm in me has calmed because I grew up and became wise
Nothing is permanent and immortal in this realm of illusionary truth
As the grey veil of death was actually the source of the rebirth in a new form.
As the transition of season from warm summer to chilling winters takes place, our life also shows transition from sunshine to damped.