Posted in Poetry 2010 - present, tagged age, inner fire, life, metaphor, perspective, poem, Poetry, spirituality, wisdom on October 3, 2014|
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Time is not the enemy,
aging doesn’t dowse our fire.
Instead the boundaries burn away,
we seek the siren’s call
and grow wilder than a tiger’s eye.
Light flares from our fingertips
passion tingles up our spine
joy is found in minute pieces –
feathers, petals,
agates, leaves
and every atom spinning
through the dancing universe.
No, we don’t dream of rocking chairs,
we rocket like a comet
into life.
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© 2014 Betty Hayes Albright
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