How many more sufferings are hidden
on the laps of time,
on the corners of life?
How many more unwanted lines
in off-screen and in secret has written
unknown destiny’s Master?
Indeed, we are not the right owners of our days,
occupied on pursuing threads random thrown
around infamous old a Greek labyrinth.
Really, it is bitter, even ruthless the price
that all of us have been charged to be alive.
But it is true there are some tiny moments,
few minutes, even seconds,
such happy and blessed ones, which are well worth
all the troubles of so broken a human soul.
Published in Indiana Voice Journal, May 2016 issue.