The day will soon be over
and the night will take over.
The dotless skin will get folds,
that is the blessing of age
when the young shall get old.
What a transition?!
Courtesy of time.
These are the words;
while you can, please do,
while you are, please be.
The redolence or rancor of old age
shan’t be tasted by all.
But then, night is not the end of time.
Again, the day will come over
bringing forth yesterday in deeds
making the cycle complete in its characteristics.
Here or hereafter,
today haunts tomorrow.
Today answers the call of yesterday
and so shall tomorrow honor today
until there is no day again when
the day and night will be dark.
In honor of Mathematics,
the mother of science,
”there is direct variation between
deeds and rewards with the circle of light
as the constant”.