There is a beauty
In aging
A reservoir
Of singular moments
And glistening years
In ignorance passed
Belying youth
In wrinkled knows
At untaut skin
In the game
Wear even
The future rests
Just
In time
As quiet
A scene
With awe
Facing beauty
Aknew
As every ancient wisdom tradition teaches, beauty is more than skin deep. The beauty and wisdom that comes with accumulated experience trumps even youthful vigor and physical vitality. Trading the vicissitudes of youth for the vicissitudes of senescence is not a bad deal. With every loss there is opportunity for learning — learning that youth often bulls its way past, with zealous confidence or strapping hardiness. Even surviving long enough to experience senescence can be a daily reminder of life's bountiful blessings and accumulated graces. An earned acceptance and long realized gratitude can pave a way forward with a truer compass, more reliable than the dashing speed of youth. This deeper beauty is a layer anew in life, nesting where the future rests, as even now wrests. May you find a profound beauty in aging, enabling you to live awe of the days of your life.
