The days march along, Flying faster as they pass, Till I breathe my last. When my life’s time ends, Will my soul find contentment, Or haunt night’s sloe gloom? Eternal unrest— Is that what my death will bring? Or an aught of peace? ©2021 KT Workman Note: Japanese Senryu—3 lines, 17 syllables. 1st line, 5 syllables; 2nd line,7 syllables; 3rd line 5 syllables. Subject matter usually the human condition.