I’m not very good at making poems rhyme, but hey, they don’t have to. Enjoy.
But my heart warms up.
A carpet of leaves.
A change of season
Means a change of colours.
Green fades to red,
Fades to orange,
They fall down.
While the corners of my mouth rise upwards.
As there is in life,
There is a beauty in death.
The flames of a million candles are snuffed,
But this fire can be rekindled.
I was standing by my bedroom window just now, looking out across my jungle of a garden, my view restricted slightly by the roof of the extension below and the neighbouring house.
My eyes darted quickly to my right as a bird swooped down and landed on the extension roof besides mine. I thought to myself, “quick, get a picture!”. Sure, it was just a pigeon, but I’ve never seen one get that close to my bedroom window before. Plus, the fact that it swept down from the roof above makes me wonder if there are any nests up there. I’ll have to find out somehow.
But anyway, no sooner had I snapped the picture than the pigeon had flown away horizontally across my view through the window.
This got me thinking. Imagine the window I was looking through was not a literal one, but metaphorical. The Window of Opportunity. Now, imagine that pigeon was all of your hopes, your dreams, an opportunity which has presented itself before you in that specific moment, but your contemplation over whether or not to take that opportunity has resulted in it spreading its wings and taking flight. Right in front of your eyes. The Window of Opportunity closes, and the shutters are drawn.
This goes to show just how quickly your life passes by. Opportunities can come and go in the blink of an eye, in the beat of a wing. So grab every opportunity as it appears. Or don’t. I can’t tell you what to do.
That’s right, this photo was taken with my wonderful Samsung Galaxy S3, and I think the quality is pretty damn amazing for a phone. Bet you can’t guess what this is a photo of though! I thought it looked quite pretty for what it is…comment with your guesses 😉