Now I become myself Now I become myself. It’s taken Time, many years and places; I have been dissolved and shaken, Worn other people’s faces, Run madly, as if Time were there, Terribly old, crying a warning, “Hurry, you will be dead before—” (What? Before you reach the morning? Or the end of the poem…
“I worried”… I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers flow in the right direction, will the earth turn as it was taught, and if not how shall I correct it? Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven, can I do better? Will I ever be able to sing,…
A son took his old father to a restaurant for an evening dinner.
give our loved ones the time that they deserve.
This is a story to help us be more understanding and patient with those who have started the journey ahead of us
You reap what you sow.
Each form you see has its unseen archetype.
If the form is transient, its essence is eternal.
“Ageing” New lines on my face, More white on my head… With Wisdom comes new freedom! Amira “Envejecimiento” Nuevas líneas en mi cara, Más blanco en mi cabeza … Con sabiduría: ¡llega nueva libertad! Amira
Blessed are they who understand
My faltering step and shaking hand…
“You don’t stop laughing because you grow old. You grow old because you stop laughing.” ― Michael Pritchard
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn’t already know.
I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me
with a smile that lit up her entire being.
Lord, Thou knowest better than I myself that
I am growing older and will someday be old.
Keep me from the fatal habit of thinking
I must say something on every subject and on
every occasion.Release me from craving to
straighten out everybody’s affairs.