It is better not to question, we cannot know, the end set out

either for me or for you, my bright-eyed one, neither should you depend

on all those dime-a-dozen horoscopes. Much better to take on what may be.

Whether a fresh winter is enjoyed, or, by some gigantic incident,

this one be the last when waves break along the Great Ocean Road —

consider thoughtfully, savour your good wine, in the short time you have

keep you hopes manageable. Even as these words are spoken time

rushes away: this day is finest while tomorrow may be nothing worth belief.