as I ponder

Its one of those days I feel the need for answers, and more questions:

The reality of life is that there are no constants. Like the waves of tsunami, or the first words from the mouth of an infant. No constants, yet the effect effervescent.

And then again, I ponder upon the past years of my life – there have been constants. There have been those who led the way, those who walked beside me, and those who followed. Each person his own, and still significant. Such are mysteries I try to comprehend – random thoughts that I try to channelize.

Unfinished symphonies, unattended choirs
Unlooked for pastures, unnamed flowers
Unambiguous fragrances coming from directions untold
Untold mysteries that legends unfold

Unleashing their fury onto the untamed oceans
Unneeded reasons, unpaved paths ... ... ... ...