Let me your long sleep intrude like the first
Ray of light that sunders the dark of night;
Let me whisper in your ear like the first
Birdsong that greets the dawning of the day;
Hardly harbinger of the scorching Sun,
Or the full melody of enchantment,
I am yet as intensely made and done
As the bird and sun of timely portent;
I’m the inner voice, the alter ego,
The quiet, intrinsic part of the soul,
The quintessence of life never expunged,
Ever pointing of the path to your goal;
Heed me, but well in your meandering,
Oh, wandering self, away from the ways
Set within your earthly scope, and wandering
Still, find me beyond fear, beyond hope!
From The Unsung Log by Ronnie Patel (Copyright Ronnie Patel 2007)
About Me
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- Ronnie Patel
- Viimsi (Tallinn), Harjumaa, Estonia
- Born in Bombay prior to independence of India from the British, Ronnie Patel spent several years of his life in London of the fifties and sixties. During that time and since, sometimes in turn, sometimes concomitantly, he became company executive, businessman: fashion garments and poultry farming, actor, film-maker, writer and poet. He has lived and travelled extensively round the world for business and pleasure, and has been an exemplary generalist. Except for the occasional forays, he retired from active corporate and business life well over a decade ago, even to shed, at last, the ubiquitous euphemism: consultant. Among his other interests, which include scuba-diving, golf and bridge he has recently taken up oil painting.
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