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I know not now,

What will soon be then.

What is to come?

What will pass?

What lies ahead?

Dreams will be accomplished,

or they may be thrashed.

Life will bloom,

Life will die.

New will replace old,

And old will become new.

Things will be found,

Things will be lost.

The future holds many opportunities:

To do good

To do bad

Or to do average.

Life will change,

As time will change.

For change is the only absolute

In this complex equation of life.

Haiku on School

I sit in a room,

Bright with light and with knowledge,

But what do I take?

Plenty O’ Fish

I’m just one little fish in this endless sea, which is a vast abyss flowing ever free.

No I’m not alone,

Although I feel sometimes,

That I’ll never know,

Or I’ll never find:

A mate!

Should I go with the tide in this sea of life?

Will it lead me to a new shore?

I do not know, but I’ll give it a go;

Yep, I’m ready to explore.

Haiku on Haikus

The words flow freely,

Though I count them steadily,

A very nice prose.

Life, the Universe, and Everything

Beauty, a palette of vivid colors.

Mixing and producing a most vibrant spectrum.

Washed away as if with bleach.

By the misfortunes and miseries of daily living.

Though washed away it still exists.

For, beauty lies within the eyes of the beholder.

And a dog blind to colors, is still content.

For it knows of life and all its glories.

Airplanes

A mode of transportation,

From point A to point B.

A spec in the sky,

Zooming past causing commotion,

Inspiring awe as it glides through the clouds.

A draining job,

Safety instructions ignored,

Pillows here, blankets there,

A drink, then the main course.

Many annoyances:

Crying babies,

Small seating,

Turbulence,

Ears popping,

Delays.

Scary and new,

Loud and fast,

Too fast!

Scary toilet flush,

Bumps,

Landing,

Safe.

A miracle,

A prodigious machine,

New perspectives,

People the size of ants.

A wonderful vocation,

Total control,

A front row view.

Wonderful travels as a pilot.

Wide seating,

First class treatment,

Preference,

Relaxing.

A dot on a grid,

Monitored closely.

On a display board,

Twenty minutes late,

Flight no. 2147,

Terminal 5c.

A homecoming,

Families reunited,

Friends visiting,

And home sweet home.

New places,

New friends,

New feelings,

New opinions.

Origin.

Departure.

Arrival.

Destination.