About Me

I have done a lot of things in my life and have also worked in many different jobs to make a living and to experience life. This blog is just some of my musings, sometimes funny, sometimes inspirational, sometimes sad, sometimes angry, sometimes simple but all the time, it's just me.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Through the mist

This was written by me on 5 March 2003, a time when I was in between being gainfully employed and trying hard to make ends meet by running a small tuition center in Rawang, selling sandwiches and trying hard to get up every morning to do something to earn some
dough. In the end, all things turned out well because I generally maintained a positive outlook in life despite how the poem may sound.

Through the mist
I see nothing,
but I hear someone calling
could it be?

The voice is familiar to me.
Through the mist,
could it be?

I can't quite place who it is
calling me through the mist.
But it is familiar.

Could it be?

Through the mist
could it be
a friend or a foe
or god or the devil?

Through the mist
a friend, a foe or a guardian angel,
God or the devil,
could it be?

But alas, it's not.
Not a friend nor foe,
not God nor the devil.

The mist clears
and all there is
through the mist
is clear fresh crisp air
and just me.

Not a friend nor foe,
not God nor the devil.

Through the mist,
there is just me,
finding my own path.

Take care and be well.

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