On Tranquil Lake
I drift alone on a most tranquil lake,
Currents take me towards my objective.
I dare not look behind me for I dread
Past failures, yet sorrow is effective.
'Twould be folly to recall only my faults,
Surely some good efforts must be there too,
Life is but a mixture of our choices,
Pure joy and true sorrow form my long queue.
But now it's time to look further ahead
As my boat continues with its slow drift
Towards the not so distant misty shore,
Knowing I have no urge to drive it swift.
For on that shore beneath the threadbare mist
I could discern a large cemetery
'Twill be my last place after a hazard life,
Is that an angel, an emissary?
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