Three Score Years & Ten

 

A fusion of all emotiions 

and endless experiences

Often kept back from the brink

the precipice of danger or despair

Consumed by passions of

such intensity and power

Cyclical bouts of depression

then to be propelled to the heavens

Sleep with dreams of escape

the lure of an enticing lust

Ambitions which came to nought

surprises and revelations to renew

A winding road with no

discernible destination

Full of ups and downs, curves

through towns and countryside

Often bewildered and confused

lacking in motivation

Yet spurred on by an unseen

catapult of enthusiasm and hope

 

Gingerly I repose in reflection

calm, adjusted by mellow thoughts

I float on a bed of bouyancy

which I fear may give way

thus sending me into a retreat of chaos

Even this sense of security is tenuous

I remain vulnerable to life´s whims

storms have yet to lash their fury

against body and soul

Old age brings its own problems

I am still held captive

desire has not yet abated

appetite is modestly subdued

enthusiasm lies in a pond of abeyance

The clock ticks to remind me

that I am still apart of time

yet this time, although precious

is running out

 

I now sit patiently in a waiting room 

for my name to be called

Content, unfulfilled but the

frustration has slightly diminished

I wait for what or whom

Should I make some preparation

Or will my time come in a blinding flash

perhaps I shall linger, infirm

surrounded by others who will

witness my departure

Then in a moment, a mere breath

I shall have gone