15 Sept 2011 > 19/10/1 > Sun/Wheel of Fortune/Magi
How bright are you willing to shine?
How do you keep your body, mind, and spirit agile?
What will you do with your magic wand today?
A coral glow lays a strip across the street as the Sun rises. Leaves are quiet on their branches. Autumn tickles their greens, readying for riotous color in the next few weeks. Light grows soft on this new day. Sound isn’t quite awake in my neighborhood. Coffee just finished brewing… ya’ll know what that means?
Sippy the coffee. MMmmm. The first sip is hot,full, dark, a little bitter; sits for a second on my tongue and lingers on the back of my throat. More… yes please.
“Time is a rubbery thing.” I have written about it in the not so distant past, 19 April, as a matter of fact, should you be so inclined to go and take a read at it. There is no doubt for me that time, as I have aged, is slippery and definitely a rubbery thing. Years, blend, into each other. My mind bounces on years past, remembering this and a little of that. I give myself to reminisce halting the time frame cause I don’t exactly remember when. Not exactly. Wasn’t it just a couple of years ago? NOPE.. it was six years ago. Wasn’t that a ‘70’s thing? NOPE…
Time blends into itself
Sagging skin, wrinkled brow
Betrays the time warp
The mirror has no magic
Yesterday’s time truth gone
The body a day older
Calls the now to defend the loss
Earth time will take your ash
youth hangs her mystery
An ethereal coat of reminisce
Lays the heart to disbelief
aA the body gives way to age
Wisdom is the gift of sag
It comes on the wrinkled brow
It can fill the cup overflowing
As we pour out our youth
And so it goes in slippery time
As it blends into itself
Leaving youth inside
To tickle at the age of us
We don’t get out of this alive