I have embarked upon my autumn era
no longer flush with the lush beauty of youth
I’ve mellowed…
become more serene…
at peace
don’t be foolish
never mistake it for sedate
I burn still
…inside…
with the fires of Survival
as my vibrant shades begin to fade
and others take their place
deeper and rich with experience
sharper around the edges…
but softer in demeanor
years make no difference in age
only in how you spend them
mine were invested with deliberate steps
many side quests
but always seeking a better tomorrow
some days dawn bitter and chill
dragging at thought
pulling brighter emotions down
it cannot be all sunshine and warmth
but cooler moments eventually pass
and as snow crowns my being
I glow
filters shed and eyes wide open
speaking with transparency
moving with more casual grace
I will dance as leaves upon the breeze
my winds capering exuberantly
whispering through branches and skies
bending and adapting with change
as does the image behind my name
it’s just another season
the next adventure along life’s journey
I…am…not…afraid
Lovely writing.
I’m not afraid either as fear exists only in our minds.
🙏
Ahh but the mind is a fearsomely powerful weapon we often use against ourselves. Thank you, Peter
Powerfully penned, Willow. An excellent write with many layers my friend. Fear is natural it takes inner faith to find the light to move forward in my opinion. Even the bravest of souls have to face the fear of uncertainty, doesn’t mean us humans can’t rise above the obstacles thrown in front of us. Really dig your reading of this one, as I have all the others, but recently it feels as though you’re really in your element and have found the zone. Amazing work as always my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
I never thought I’d be one to age gracefully. When I was young I thought for sure I’d fight it tooth and claw. But here I am, looking backwards and smiling forward. I don’t know what the days will bring, but I know what the years have brought. I’ll face them with a cup of something hot and a determination to make the best of them. Thank you, my friend
Beautiful work. Powerful writing.
Thank you, Thomas 😊
I can identify with this being I’m turning 64 soon. Life is how you look at it. Your strength in this shows your positive view about yourself. That’s called wisdom. Great writing, Willow.
It took a lot of years and scars to arrive at this place. I imagine there will be more scars before I finish my journey. But I don’t mind the dents as long as I know I lived to the best of my ability. I’m rolling up on 58 myself and suddenly 60 doesn’t look that old anymore. Thank you, Tim