TIME'S GAZE

Time looked me in the eyes while passing by

The milestone of the year. That piercing gaze

Was both an accusation and reproach.

No speech was needed. In a sorrowing look

More meaning lies than in complaining words,

And silence hurts as keenly as reproof.

Oh, opulent, kind giver of rich hours,

How have I used thy benefits! As babes

Unstring a necklace, laughing at the sound

Of priceless jewels dropping one by one,

So have I laughed while precious moments rolled

Into the hidden corners of the past.

And I have let large opportunities

For high endeavour move unheeded by,

While little joys and cares absorbed my strength.