Conception, birth and then the process
of growing older; dying is in the future
as the lifecycle travels quickly and then
the final chapter written. There are no
exceptions, only an age and date separates
all living beings.
Strength lies in the middle growing, developing
a sense of self…we bloom or we lay in waste with
the fading of seasonal growth. Life is not totally
built around your dreams, but of what impression
you leave behind during your journey.
Weep for the past and drink in the thirst of the
years that may come, be strong of heart and foresee
with the eyes of a visionary. You may at times feel
that you were never young, life being a prison of weary
pain, remember this you are not what you feel.
Deep within there is a remembrance and emotion hidden
in the heart, quiet. You may be a ghost of what you
once were…but you are still a living being and the
world applauds the reason for your birth.