Serenity

Serenity Two more decades will have ground ageing bones to a sound mightily creaking Joints spaces diminished, mobility hampered, once kind flexibility rapidly waned Air flow restricted in lungs stretched to the limit, vascular flow crushingly strained Skin flaccid dangling from muscles and bones, calcified kidneys unhappily leaking Tinnitus looming, high pitch audio impaired, hearing aids on full blast and shrieking Eyes squinting through cataracts, visual perception blurred, night vision constrained Mind looking back in nostalgia, synapses malfunctioning, slow flux un-contained On a slippery slope, I might inhabit a mental wheelchair metaphorically speaking Yet age holds glorious beauty and may bring wisdom, if I call on the youth they retain A mind full of memories, contentment and still looking forward in compassionate peace With eyes never the less sparkling insightfully, ears listening without insanity’s speed Heart soul spirit and mind gathering un-fragmented wholeness, no need to complain My wheelchair must have a turbo engine for spinning around in the full flight with ease I’ll race you my lover companion and soulmate, in twenty years love holds all I need