And, it is interesting
for,
I had
Accepted
The passage
Of Youth.
/
The
ageing
Body
Is not able
To accomplish the feats
Of
Yesterday;
/
I used to spring
Across
Roads, (in Giffnock)
Up stairs
And
Wherever.
/
Now I
Move with
purpose,
So as not to fall over.
/
That, I’d accepted.
/
Yet,
My mental
Senescence
I had denied.
/
An aged mind
Somehow
Worse than the body.
/
And
Now I see it
Now I understand.
/
The past is the past
It is gone
And
I am left
With
now.
Such a lovely word ‘senescence ‘ – for such an unwelcome process, until one adapts to managing the wearing-out by various small means/prompts and interesting challenges !
The blog simply but hauntingly captures the hollowness of perceived, possible loss of useful, effective and even prized talents, leavened by the positive benefits of ‘now’.
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