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Old 15-09-10, 05:11 PM
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Default Sonnet & Impermanence by R.F.A. Mendis.


How do the flowers bloom...the tree wear leaf?
These are their treasured Secrecies.

Baffling words.
Are pinch becks of our sentiments.

Yet grief.
Is deep. So let my prayer on wings of birds.
Reach to the up most of heaven's citadel.
And fall again like embers and spent ash;
The riddles of this world I cannot tell
I am too foolish for such things: not brash.
To pride in littleness.

My bended knees.
Go down in reverence. I do not know.
What there is left for me in remnant leas.
Of pleasured times.

What breath can blow.
Me out of the reach of common touch
And question me why I did such and such?



Here is a way un cobbled...I unshod,
Would walk it wearisome--with bare feet,
Through turmoil and turbulence. Son of God,
Go with me now--and let me greet,
Pain with the balm of remembered happy things;
One flash of faith, the sooth of gentle touch,
Embalms my inmost self--The self that brings,
An end to the endless struggle for such and such--
Let me so be. Grant me a swift respite,
From penitence and penance--my sins are sore.
Consider then before you quite requite...
But help me lift from my daily task,
Show me the hinterland of heaven....
That's all I ask.

- R.F.A. Mendis -


Shall I now start a sonnet, write a rhyme,
Or dream of epics, which I cannot scan?
Not so much clever---this poor fool of Time,
Shall continue to dream Time's mortal span,
Till I should perish and dissolve in dust.
But out of memory a fire shall rise,
A bright light gleaming---the Trysted Trust,
Of gentleness, too good. To your surprise,
My whited ghost shall walk the haunted road,
With unseen hands shall take a slender grasp,
And in the shadows of bedimmed abodes,
Again, somehow, somewhere, your love I clasp...
...Alack the day! That this world gives release,
To a mind too weary, but too wont to please.

- R.F.A.Mendis -


In unmoving waters
And petrified pools
Scenic photographs
From earth to sky;
Crannied fragments
Of unstable beauty;
A Moment's stillness;
Moment less change-

Living, loving,
Looking, lingering,
Leaving, losing....
Doubting, despairing,
Dreaming, deceiving,
Decaying, dying -

The unreality of a consummated prayer ;
A tangible groan in the intangible air ;
The delusion
Of illusion

- R.F.A.Mendis. -

William Arthur........."Opportunities Are Like Sunrises, If You Wait Too Long You Can Miss Them".
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