I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Tuesday, April 21, 2015
Glad and Young
you shall above all things be glad and young
For if you're young, whatever life you wear
it will become you; and if you are glad
whatever's living will yourself become.”
― E.E. Cummings
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forever young I am not
I feel my age these days
of waking up
with neck and hips and
knees that complain
vehemently
and yet there is a youth
who never ages
the dreamer
the striver
the one who wants to do
everything
and wants to do it
now
and there is a joy
that I can wear
I am what I think
and when I think joy
it comes on
angel wings
and fills my
soul
and I become
joy
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