for whom is born

 

for whom is born again

and again

in the dark of the bloom

in the dark of the bloom

in the light of the bloom

living it

 

blooms of life

season of the aged

of layers of life

loves and gifts 

 

why the aged smiles

tawny coster

chocolate albatross

when the rain comes

it fills to brim

a little overflows

and, much overflows, too

plain tiger

blue tiger

silver-spotted skipper

 

like a wanderer

explorer, wanderer, but

not aimless, not restless

not lodging

lest age stand still

 

joy of being out

joy of being out

not to stand out

simply to live

 

fear, foreboding

fear, foreboding

illusion, delusion

when the heart folds in

Just a colour

Just a colour

Just a spark

Just vibrance

in age.

 

Roaring, striding

 

Stride clear

power, ferocity

softness is boldness too

in the Year of the Tiger.

* artist Christine Das for WWF

colour my heart

colour my heart

ever green, ever pure

ever lasting