POINT TO PONDER
While taking a stroll in commonwealth park in Boston during my visit in May, I stopped by a park bench to take a short rest. As I was sitting, my eyes rested on a little plaque underneath the bench.
This very profound message reminded me of William Henry Davies' poem, Leisure.
REFLECTION What is this Life If Full of Care by Davies.
Pictures by Anand, Dave, Ray, Shinji and Boon Seng in 1H 2012.
What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare.
(Birthplace of Silicon Valley) (Fenway Park)
No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheeps or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night
No time to turn at Beauty's glance, And watch her feet, how they can dance
No time to wait till her mouth can Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare.