Towards a New Harmony with Life

What a glorious world it was then
when I was little
with never a care whether or not
one was right
or one was wrong.

Waking up each morning
to birds chirping
Oh! For that carefree feeling!
The sound of dribbling balls
and trickling waters
Of open blue skies
with white cotton tufts
Like candy floss
ready to sink my teeth into
Beckoning me to head outdoors
And then, after a long days play
running back to a place called home.


To Mother’s cuddlesome warmth
and her delicious bakes
The sound of her softly humming
tender refrains
reflecting her truly gentle spirit
I wonder today
Were all my friends so lucky?

The memory of early teenage years
with its long walks, ice cream in hand
discussing the latest Grecian tales read
or merely indulging in light hearted banter
huddling around bonfires
or watching cricket matches
giggling from high verandas
at just how awkward boys could be.

Life today, with its heartbreaks and
miseries
Can hardly compare with those times
When happiness came in cupfuls-
unending and seemingly forever!

Today, we must make a bid
To take each day gracefully
…as now is the time for placid refrains
and calm, contained overtures
…for a peace within ourselves
amongst ourselves
towards a new harmony with life.
20th May 2003, Monte Carlo

From'Towards a new harmony with life'
by Nimo N.Menon