Maturity

What is maturity?

Is it knowing that tomorrow will be a better day? 
Is it having made all the mistakes until there are no more to be made, 
Is it sitting in front of a computer playing games with your inner child and it being okay? 
Is it a sense of knowing that the world is unfolding as it is meant to be. 

Maturity is defined as development, 
Is this the development of the human body? 
Is this the development of intellectual matter or 
Is this the development of human potential? 
Is this the development of a spiritual knowing or connection? 

How is maturity obtained? 
Do we grow up to be mature? 
Are we taught and learn to become mature, 
Do we obtain maturity through experience? 
Or does age provide an automatic pass to maturity. 

Is maturity that stage where all is lost? 
Or is maturity when the world is our oyster, 
Or when there is an inner knowing of ourselves, 
Or is it when we achieve all of our goals and dreams, 
Or is it when we have figured out the world around us. 

Maturity, let me know what it looks when you find yours, 

I seem to have misplaced mine.  

Andreas Simic©
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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