Ten long months have gone by
and two remain.
The year has been wonderful
in spite of being bitter-sweet.
Met many people.
Wrote many posts.
To all the lovely people out there
A joyful, peaceful and content November.
Pleasure knowing you all through your posts and the soulful comments.
Anticipating lovelier moments in blogging!
wonderful poem and a nice look back on the year!ReplyDelete
This is certainly a warm way to herald a new month of the dying year..
Vinay: Nice to see a comment after long. I don't think this qualifies as a poem but yes, the thought behind it was looking back and at the same time anticipating the future months/year. Thanks for the kind words.ReplyDelete
Bluey: Not dying year. Passing year sounds better. Whats in words - the context stands the same.
I try to look at the year in a rather cyclical way. The calendar is somethink we humans invented - nature doesn't care about the passign of a year.ReplyDelete
Still - nicely written.
Thanks Khulud. The eternal Nature versus Culture debate.ReplyDelete
Where do we come in? Nature or Culture?