At This Turning of Providence

My dependence on walking cane, 
makes me older than my 80++ age, 
I wish I could walk more than sit for hours, 
Enjoy the walk along the ocean shore and greet the waves. 

I would love to be an active adult, 
Dance in the parties, swing few shots at pickleball game. 
The time of Providence has come, 
The desire is overwhelming, heart is full of hope. 

There was a time I thought I knew 
the shape and purpose of my course, 
but a door closed soft, unseen, 
and set my pulse to new rhythms. 

I wait in transition for dawn to reveal a golden path,  
guided by hope to avoid the easy route  
and embrace whatever form it takes.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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July 28, 2025 at 11:27 AM
As we age, our health degrades, and we can never support the same struggles of yore.
Velasco Avatar
July 23, 2025 at 4:34 AM
Jay, a heartfelt and hopeful reflection on aging and new beginnings. The imagery of waiting for dawn and embracing change is beautifully inspiring.
George Avatar
July 22, 2025 at 9:37 PM
Aging is always associated with pain and physical deformities. We can no more go back to youthful activities. Still one must not lose hope. Prepare ourselves to accept whatever comes our way... ! Never stray from the right path and all will turn to be for our good. Great poem reflecting the beautiful mind behind it.
Rose  Avatar
July 22, 2025 at 6:56 PM
Sometimes the path gets very hard, still you must e proud when you don't take the short cut, Jay, I'm sure you never sway from the real path, have a great day
Etgen-Baker Avatar
July 22, 2025 at 4:48 PM
I share your aging lament...I, too, thought I had it all figured out...then bam! I fell down in our garage; broke my back...am slowly returning to an active lifestyle. Like you, I've learned to embrace my days in whatever form they take. Faving.
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