Reflections of a Tired Soul

I wasted so much time
dragging this body shell around
and living for the expectation
it was due. You see, I realized
the truth too late in my allotmment
of material experience.  It was
exploitation of naievete, I think.
I'm not the better for it, nor
may I be consoled that any chunk
of universe is wiser, or enhanced
by one brief flash--of I.

What then is left...
a dying crush of bones and of regret?
What may I serve?
What vestiges remain of a
cosmic stopover that may not
have worked too well?

We may yet learn.
Those old, bedraggled marchers still
await a last parade...there is light there.
I have the shell; I have the moment
to reflect.  I have the peace.
I have the everlasting now,
into which I pour this crumbling soul,
this shell that I did not create,
but knew.  I let it stew.
And mine it is to watch,
to care for, to wonder at.

See, it is the wonder I am given--
diminished bones and all.
With the closing of my eyes,
it is there; the miracle is there.
Always, it is there.
       ~

Reviews

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

I'm just now at the age where I feel like I have lived enough life, gained enough experience, and have the wisdom to reflect over things long past. Whether they be lost opportunities, regrets over wrong choices, or staring mortality in the face, there is always so much to ponder and reflect upon.

I love your poems because they are reflections of where I know I am headed, where we will all be headed eventually. The fact that you are so adept at verbalizing your thoughts and reflections is such a gift to the world.

Your poems are like a pathway to me, full of signposts pointing me in the direction that inevitably I know I will be headed.

You ARE, and I am GRATEFUL.

God bless you.

Linda Marie

[Dean]

and I am grateful to YOU...for being open, and finding significance in it

[Zahra]

deep and profound. very nicely penned

[Dean]

Thank you!

[Marie]

There is a point to life, and time is ot wasted. A tired soul will not die but live again in a new way.

You use the word "dieing", and I would spell it "dying."

[Dean]

yes...trying to change it...and will when I figure it out