The Story of a Life
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Although I am 75 years-old, I remain at heart much the same person I was as a child. Hopefully, I have learned enough from various life-experiences not to dwell on the many mistakes I have made, but take sufficient strength from all they have taught me to keep looking on the bright(er) side of being human.
The pandemic has given us all much food for thought, not least for a growing sense of isolation.
Relatively few people have such confidence in themselves that they rarely need to share their thoughts and ideas, especially with those friends and/ or family members whose opinions matter most to us, if only because we can be sure they will be frank rather than just kind.
The need for social distancing has been kind to no one, often leaving only the inner self to fall back on, not the most objective confidante to share our concerns. Even so, the self is all of who and what we are, and we need to trust it to give mind-body-spirit all the encouragement it may need.
As a child, I would take
my cue from the spirit of Happy-Ever-After tales, however questionably they might
have ended. As an adult, I guess I still do. For better or for worse, it has
seen me through good times and bad, and I can but hope it will continue to do
so…
THE STORY OF A LIFE
Listen, I am near,
poised to bid a heartfelt
farewell
to winter’s darker ways,
mind-body-spirit eager to
re-engage
with joie de vivre,
for growing younger, its
sunlit days,
a timely reminder,
though whether humanity
any the wiser
remains a brain-teaser
Listen, I am here,
seek me out and you may
well hear
whatever the head
seeks to know, while loath
or unable
to break down
a heart’s closed door lest
it reveal
it was but a dream,
the love for whom you
dared hope to be
another’s one-and-only
Listen, and be sure
to hear of what songbirds
are singing,
that joie de vivre
we would all engage in for
homing in on
people and places
we can always rely on to
fill the heart
with happy thoughts,
inspiring all mind-body-spirit
to go for gold
put aside growing old
I am much the same
favourite bedtime story
that’s the stuff of all live-and-let
live history
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