...Trying to adjust to some formalities I’ve accepted. Through the reflection of days gone by, I feel the ever transitioning body growing and mind sight sifting through the cambium coating of a shells protectant. Digging and unearthing the inner-child, there is so much more to discover. The triad of decades as of yet is sheltered to what will be, but, one thing I know for certain, so far, it has gone something like this...
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I remain open in my senses. At this point, what else could one limit themselves to? Each decade offers a new sense of wisdom that is somewhat elevated by the experience from the one preceding it. A bountiful of teenage years and discovery… offering oneself to the beauty of naivety. An ignorance filled with innocence yet still aware of its vulnerability. Keen to emanate a sense of confidence yet startled by physical youths limitations. Regardless of sexual maturity… still radiating virgin stimulus to the aged passer-by.
A twenty something now grandeur in her own way, blossomed to a stifling beauty. Ready for the world, independence- building a stronghold on what it is to be a woman. Testing the boundaries and perhaps dropping other boundaries for good. Recognizing her place among the mature already seated. Exploring sensitivities and developing a person of certain strength- testing trust and losing faith within it. Still unsure of how to wrap it up and transcend into the next age of wisdom
For the thirties have a sense of ownership unrevealed in any other stage. This is where we made it happen. Excuses from before cannot be heard any longer. Now is the do. Accomplish what you sought after by realization of what is will be. Cannot expect anymore, without the virtue of success. Be open to the slightest glorious positive interaction. What else is there but to enjoy and appreciate the waking moment shared for just that.
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And still, there is so much more to do...><)))*>...fishin food for thought...
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