Like the rainbow in the sky . . . there & then fleetingly gone

IS LIFE but a dream?

We are not here as it seems

Our physical being is but fleeting

Indicating nothing of meaning.

Search me not for the answer

Nor others for consensus

Life is strange indeed

We’ll never know by any deed.

“Who has the answer?” you may ask

All our answers are but an impossible task

Look up to the sky, lift up your hands

Cast your mind heart & soul and you’ll understand.

How insignificant we human beings are

When you begin to look afar

All that you wonder come from Him

It’s only logical we go to Him.

Paul Chong

Originally Penned

Thursday, 9 August 1990

@ 5.50 am