Tree Rings

TREE RINGS

Poured into the world
Enthralled, aghast
Gradually that fluidity congeals

For years one wishes to be older
Then, with experience one wishes
Ah, if only, to be young again

With wisdom one learns acceptance

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About Ben Naga

Pilgrim on the lam. Please feel free to explore the links to learn more. I trust you will find some things there will have been worth the effort. See you there.

Posted on August 8, 2015, in Poetry and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.

  1. I’m 18 in my mind and 80 in my body even though I haven’t yet reached 60, so there’s a bit of a tug of war going on here. I’m rooting for the 18 year old to win.

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  2. Some days I have wisdom others I still long for that younger me. Only to have more energy.

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  3. I wouldn’t mind having the 20 year old’s body and the cumulation of all I’ve learned living beyond those years. And at 21 know what I am going to do to my body and stop myself. 😉

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