Sometimes the flow is smooth, progressive.
At others, like a stream that ripples, making
waves at a pebble-throw, my life takes on
an attractive shade of a different reality.
It is not tailor-made; it is not always order,
a set routine, or a robot like mechanism.
Thrown out of gear by unexpected, welcome
visits of dearly loved friends, kith and kin,
my home often changes into a paradise cove
on this side of the earth, its glow reaching afar
making all my tomorrows bright and beautiful.
Like the occasional bumps that make the ride
significant, the journey of my life too with its
ups and downs, adrift on the stream of time
becomes more fulfilling, never losing its vital joy,
a gift unsurpassable from my Father in Heaven.