At the moment of celebration
Convention urges me to peek at the traversed track
But my heart whispers to me to accept the present
and that there is no looking back
With the passage of time
the burden of wisdom grows on my shoulder
Yet I embrace the impulse to shrug it
all off and go forth anew and bolder
“Peace and happiness and safe enjoyments”
my friends advise, "that's what you deserve!"
I marvel at my foolishness and dare not disclose
My secret urge to fall in love!
I watch the colors of the seasons and
feel the shivers of the distant wind they'd bring
But I take heart in and accept the truth that
Every autumn and winter is followed by spring!
I heartily receive o my friend your wishes
I gaily accept the perils of adventure and renewal
I reject the tyranny of time and
Resolve to flirt with the devil long as I am able!
Abhay B. Joshi