What's a life?
That sifts like sand so quickly through the fingers of time
That mingles and mixes what is mundane and what is sublime
That leaves behind the ones most loved and cherished
That burns so brightly, then in darkness is cruelly perished
That fashions memories and lingers in the world of dreams
That mounts to crescendo, then into whispers and silence recedes
That suspends between the beacons of birthing and dying
That lends us laughter, but begins and ends in crying
That weaves webs of wellbeing, only to sever its strands
That draws people together then like a teargassed crowd disbands
That glints like a speck on the dust in a cosmic storm
That blazes a trail across the lonely skies of reform
What's a life?
What's such a life? I'll tell you what it is
It is the life of Bob, and us all; it's a life lived full and true
A life which lives the questions, leaving still more for me and you
Copyright 1997
2 Bob Steyn: What's A Life? (Pdf print version)
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