First Time

The first-time experience of things

In the times when the heart swims in a void

In the moments that you reminisce a thing of past 

Realizing it's gone, will never last

You walk along hoping for a

repeat of times 

When you really heard the wind's chimes

Of a happy tune resounding throughout 

Like the nature's lute playing about.

When you'd first climbed that mango tree

Or you'd first walked alone on the street;

When you'd first laughed all day long

On your first attempt at writing a lousy song;

When you'd first stolen those cookies for a friend,

Or jars of jam that he'd recommend,

Stealthily from your mum's treasured porcelain 

Breaking a few, as before, once again;

When you'd first eyed that pretty girl

And first felt your heart flutter ad twirl,

When you'd first mouthed 'i like you' to her

And saw her eyes float with blissful tears;

When you'd first laid on the pastures, with her beside

Holding hands, counting the stars all night,

Drenching in the moon's golden hue

It's soothing warmth gently enveloping you.

Or when you'd first witnessed that breaking dawn 

As the morning sun briefly peeped from the horizon,

Unwilling to break the cozy winter's slumber 

Of the tired and exhausted, sleeping members.

When you'd first felt a grown man

In the quest of your goal (a vague plan),

When you'd first chosen to take

The road that wasn't unto taken;

The journey that's en route thorny paths and tough terrain,

Where heaps of sighs and bloody sweat do also reign,

And every firm step you put forth ahead

Sadly, pulled you back twice instead;

Yet, when you actually choose to remain 

Undeterred, unperturbed, and smile through the pain,

That's the first time you feel truly alive

To every moment that weaved your beautiful life!