Our soul's ascent has nothing to do with age,
if as yet dark animal instincts prevail,
that on facing rebuffs, heart still takes umbrage,
unable to quell raging fires that assail,
recognising not that life is but a stage,
where if we're detached, we may joyfully sail.
Let's forgive transgressors as we breeze through life,
in time dissolved stillness, at all times...
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