At Such Times

When I am done with all of my daily duty When empty is my cup And dull seems to be my whole surroundings I sit and do ponder Remembering with lots of clarity The times when small was my footstep When little jokes had me laughing Oh when life itself seemed to be a wonder Though nothing has changed much today Except that I have learnt to make my hay While being grown and old While trying to show the world, that I am, indeed bold Yet, today, I do no longer laugh I choose to abide to what I believe is my path I let go of my little joys Pretending they make me not coy Someday, somewhere in the future Life will have another landscape Even a new shape Then, shall I still wonder about its nature The wise man once said it all, We have to listen to our soul Hear its call, listen to its saying For what is gone, is never again coming!