Poem: The Night Wanes On

Do I dare and dare I do
what others take for granted?
To see and to be seen too:
will my whole life be wanted?

I feel there are some proper forms,
which I should use without much toil.
A secret formula, without the worms,
but ages old and close to soil.

Seize the day or seize it not
that is the golden question.
Yet the wisest still cannot
answer Hamlet's question.

A divided house cannot stand
and so the call must be
to either choose the safest ground
or risk the path you don't see.

ORIGINAL POEM (c) neela/dreigiau
2008