I wrote Time on New Year’s Eve 1983. I had just turned 16. The poem reflects on the nature of time, precious yet transient. Now, 40 years down the line, one realises that time is indeed limited, and one is
Time
Christmas ‘84
I wrote this poem on Christmas Eve 1984, I had just turned 17. Whereas Time (1983) was written in a sombre, reflective mood, this poem expresses gratitude and hope. Merry X-Mas and Happy Holidays to all – may your life
Phoenix
I wrote Phoenix in 1988, 20 years old. Despite the painful human experience of hurt and betrayal, the soul remains undiminished. The Phoenix rises again from the ashes. Compare this poem to Ascension, written in 2023, with its message of