Disappointment, yet may transform into a motivator.
If it is viewed beyond what it ordinarily portends,
And is earnestly assessed for the accompanying lessons,
Thus yielding much introspection leading to circumspection.
Resulting in determination to advance forward, navigate renewed
To embrace new horizons, fortified and much wiser still.
YemilBenjoy Copyright October 2012
Failure to utilize time in advancement of life
Particularly one’s life, is an absolute tragedy
Of measurable and immeasurable dimensions.
YemilBenjoy Copyright October 2012
Inherent in the essence of life’s constant motion
Is the constancy of change, second after second
No moment is in complete dimension,
The same as the past, present or future…
Therefore, as the changing times of existence
May accumulate into centuries of progress,
Earnestly regard change as part of human enterprise
Thus, make it count on your behalf…
And not as an obstacle.
YemilBenjoy Copyright August 2012
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The Gift
The treasure of time
Is purely inestimable.
For no earthly riches,
Can purchase moments past
Or bargain in futility the future.
Neither, can they, in vain venture
Extend the portion preordained.
Thus my friend…
With wisdom safeguard
Thine most precious blessing
Attending to it truly earnestly
And in all dimensions most prudently.
YemilBenjoy Copyright 2012
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Echoed voices of the past,
Shouts aloud of the present.
Screams piercing the morrows
And ringing shrills of the futurities.
The babies’ cries, the children’s whines.
Lovers’ treasured soft spoken words.
Choirs rendition of harmony sweet
And actors’ portrayal truly surreal.
Pious sermon roaring from pulpit high.
Tutors’ loud reprimand to admonition’s delight.
Great scholars at rostrum impressive in speech.
Poets’ melodies within thunderous ovation grand.
Soothsayers repeated intonations, and
Alas the mourners high pitched wails, are
But forms of utterances vibrating as sound
Which begin … as whispers of the mind.
Yemil Benjoy Copyright 1995
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While traversing through life’s maze
As plans are made for its undulating course,
Lest not in resolute search for the perfect
Fail to consider the trails of the unexpected.
For perfection appeareth as the real illusion.
Whilst the unexpected presents routinely
With regularity, as life’s punctuation marks,
Thereby transforming their very essence,
And perhaps mystifying the spirit refusing
To accept, the reality of their persistence.
Therefore, also prepare ardently for possibilities
As the journey continues mostly unscripted.
Letting not the desire for that fading mirage
Ruin the toil of the plan, nor deter completely
From the full measure of the accomplished,
E’en if the somewhat unanticipated does appear.
For where lieth the victory in the quest …
If perfection in truth was not but an aspiration
As it ought to be, to motivate and to inspire
The spirit to transcend the continuum of change.
YemilBenjoy Copyright 2012
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Be age time or time age.
Pray thee answer me.
Forsooth, bother me not.
Be time age or age time…
Now pray thee, I knoweth not.
For the collection of time comprises of age
And endless ages make up time.
So which be which.
Be age older than time
Or time more aged than age.
Forsooth, constrain me not
For contained in life are aged ages,
And within life are ancient times.
But alas, for mortals all things shall certainly
Pass away, be it age, time or life itself.
So why ponder in vain venture,
Or in unending perplexity wonder still,
Whether, age be time, or time be age.
Forsooth, worry me no more.
Let us presently within this life, live assiduously,
Faithfully embracing our gift of age and time
Before all things here surely ebb away.
YemilBenjoy Copyright 1995.
True it is, age is similar to time
For age like time shall surely come to pass.
Although some say, in essence
That age is indeed time itself.
However ponder a beat, and consider this
Their differences aren’t too far off to see.
Age perhaps is not as elusive as time
Because age often is somehow seen
In the eager eyes of the young
And the graying hair of the old.
For though time ticks into hours and days
That would be more difficult to see.
Now, their differences seem a shade more apparent
Still worthy of note, is the transcending fact, that
The accumulation of time encompasses age.
Thus though different and yet similar
In the same breathe they may appear.
Of certain, is one thing indeed
“Age is as inevitable as time”
To that there is no doubt, my friend.
Yemsodu Copyright 1991.
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