! A Birthday Celebration

How strange it seems, that old age follows youth!
when all the world seemed one's own, at that time,
with time enough to seek a higher truth -
who'd guess the stairs so steep, so slow to climb?

by Michael Shepherd Click to read full poem

Comments (6)

What A Wonderful Read... I enjoyed this very much, A very talented, well thought out piece.. Lynn ~
This is beautiful, Michael. I especially loved the final couplet. At my age, I understand this poem way too well, especially the part about 'worn carpets and worn kneecaps.'
ha ha ha, Microsoft! this was fantastic! i'm off to Boots to get some hair dye. should i pick some up for you? Jake
Only heard about that Michael.Dont know much.
Pradeep - the saying of many gurus that despite living in the kaliyuga externally, we may live in the satyuga internally...but you know more about this than I do?
Excellent sonnet.Didn't quite understand 'As iron age yields to the gold of truth' but still its pretty good.Well written.thank you.