I shuffled through enormous calendar of time
Wondering why age and wisdom seldom rhyme
The mind is the dark room processing great ideas
Yet time is the only incubator hatching the ideas
Into great achievements without prejudice or bias
At this a lion arose in me roaring to launch out
Like an enigma wisdom cautioned for a timeout
You can re-invent yourself if you apply caution
And take a swipe at life at the right junction
As success is a function of preparation and chance
If you are not ready, chances will appear like a trance
Productivity of your mind prepares you for this dance
Facing life unprepared is like jousting without a lance
As she spoke, the tenderness of her voice says wait,
For the opportune moment as success is never late.