第1573期：A Poem: Hill And Dale

How many hills do you have to climb

Before you fall into a dale?

How many dales do you need to crawl

Before you can see a hill?

No one tells you

You just have to go

Up hill

Down dale

What’s up there on a hill?

What’s down there in a dale?

They don’t tell you

You never know

Did you see the next dale

When you were on top of the tallest hill?

Were you afraid of the next hill

When you were at the bottom of the deepest dale?

Up all hills

Down all dales

Only

It’s never up to you

One day they tell you – go climb up the hill

The next day they tell you – go down to the dale

The other day they tell you hill is heaven

And dale is hell

Another day they say no no no dale is good

And the hell with hill

What a life

What a world

What a joke

What a drama

What a shock

What the fuck

Up all hills

Down all dales

You can only wait

You just have to guess the riddle

You think you know where you are going

You think you know what happened

No, don’t be naive

you never will

Life is a journey

Long and hard

The sun rises and sets

The moon waxes and wanes

Hill and dale

Dale and hill

– THE END –

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Afterword

Today is new, but not new, for nothing about today has not happened.
Today is not new, but it is new in many ways, for the day breaks earlier than usual, and the temperature hasn’t dropped so deep as many feared.
Today is but another day in the wizened calendar.
I wrote this poem in a single sitting last night. When I finished it, after a look-back, I felt it more like the lyrics of a song.
Whatever, cheers to today, to youth, to passion, to bravery, to the hearts that beat ardently – Thump, Thump.