Not a cloud troubled the night sky
Serenity and plenitude filled it
With a clear array of stars
The solar lights on the house lawn
Would undoubtedly be visible
For a million years to come
At this truth the ancient dragon laughed
Human life was so fickle
There one day,
Gone the following one
No need to rush
No time to see
As for himself it endured
Deciphering the night sky
Or sunning in daylight
Philosophising was the thing
What took a lifetime to understand
Disappeared in a blink
So what was the point of worrying?
Be happy was enough.
Lucette C. Bailliet
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