16 nov 2011 > 0/4/13 > Fool/Emperor/Death
When it’s your ‘time’ , how might you imagine your transition to be?
How might you describe the Fool as a hero?
When you “come to that bridge” how will you cross it?
Mom..what a geezer girl she is. miss you.
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Aging will have it’s way with you.
A new norm rises from the ache in the joints
The greying of the hair, the slip of memory
If you’re breathing by sixty
Days will come shorter and shorter
You will hunger for the day to stretch out
and give you more time… more time
More time for the caress of love
The share of wisdom’s years
The gift of family and friends
The joy of imagining a future
The pleasure found in leaping into life
The youthful zest and thrill of living
Living
whirls and swirls dark to light
light to dark, duality finds it niche
Life to death, bitter to sweet,young to old.
Circumstance may have laid the foundation
Bitter might of layered despairing years
Poverty dug a hole in possibilities
Illness gave the Path painful resistance
Obstacles will have found you worthy
What’s in the way of life has it’s gifts
The dance of life takes no hostages
Born to live and die is the outcome
The mindful notice of life is a sacred journey
Where living finds its best self
Ageless, timeless, everlasting
The body will fail you and your
spirit never will. It never will.
