Moving On
Having run the last lap of this long race,
you reach the final end point. Heave a sigh.
But now as you look back, you realise then
that that’s the end! It’s a scary feeling…
not knowing how nor where to go from here.
What lies ahead? The choices one must make?
You long for the good old days. The time when…
you knew what to expect, what you must do.
Like a ritual which had been ritualised
as the countless days, months and years went by.
This well-trodden path, it’s second nature
deep within you. Every nook and cranny
brings back memories. This was your playground.
Now, a brand new one awaits you somewhere.
Lionel L
(30 Mar 2000)
