When On watching my elders I see that the mind never ages, It softens in matters of the heart and hardens with principles, The body tires from its breakneck speed, Teenagers trapped in immovable contorted frames, This flesh and bone just wears out, it cannot sustain this youthful mind, Trapped in a generation that sees and judges the world a certain way, but youthful in playfulness, openness and not giving a hoot, Unperturbed by what others think and full of curiosity snuffling for gossip, We have our built in obsolescence , our time to fallow and our time to rest, When will our body self catch up with our mind self and learn to live without limitation and live freely like the imagination - unencumbered, shackle free
Kristina
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