I am learning to savor time
Instead of dreading its quick escape
Or trying to travel backwards
Into experiences I cannot change.
I am coming to terms with aging
Of the growing chasm of my youth
Surrendering the need to look forever younger
Learning that beauty reflects the truth.
In this world where we pretend to be invincible
Ignoring our obvious mortal decline
We forget that to live is a precious gift
Only reverenced by the passage of time.
The Therapy of Words 