journey

journey

 

 

 

i look at your grizzled face

and see miles of life

your unkempt hair, residuals

of the reckless abandon of age

as it risks the judgement of others

before the judgement that counts

 

you sit back in the chair

close your eyes and dream of mountains in the skies

that are to come,

 

a wise figure, with the wisdom a bit dimmed

but deep inside,

still resides

that wit of heart

no number of miles can lessen.

 

 

erin-cilberto

1/30/16

Reviews

[Érenn]

While some believe aging is gruesome, i say you become even truer to your real self as you age. It's like with age the wine tastes even better. True that our physical appearance changes over the years, but our spirit remains the same, or rather we become even truer to ourselves as we age, thus there is always a chance of regrets popping up as well, but at the same time you are happy about being more you than ever. Maybe as we age we keep as much of our good side as possible, while taking a chance to overcome our shortcomings if possible. but then again this is just my interpretation. As usual I enjoyed this read ^^

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insights, Errenn and yes, i do believe we become truer to ourselves...no doubt that is true.

again thank you for your visit and words.

j.

[.]

A lovely piece about aging and change through the journey of our lives.

We look different in the mirror with each passing year, yet we are still the same in our heart and mind.

A fine piece of writing.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Doodley.

j.

[alifeacoustic]

If we were cars Jacob, we would be called classics. We still get where we're going, it just takes us a little longer to complete the journey. Still reliable(ish) after all these years :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

so true, alife...so true.

thank you for your comment.

j.

[Scrap]

as it risks the judgement of others
before the judgement that counts

So powerful...

I spend time Every day with my 74 yr old neighbour. And there hasnt been a day i havent enjoyed his stories and wisdom.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

must be interesting conversations with your neighbor...thank you for sharing how you relate to this...

appreciate your visits...

j,

[iand63]

The body may wither but spirit endures. The 'reckless abandon of age' really states how whilst we strive to formulate our path it's the other travellers who will define it. This is a texturally rich piece J.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, ian.

j.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

So much life suffuses the time capsule of the body! We spend years filling our tank with the fuel of life, but time has a way of rusting the tank. We can only hope that the fuel, when evaporated, drifts to the heavens, becomes a greater energy, and lives beyond the knowable now.

It sounds as if your father has had a wonderful ride. God bless him and your family, Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, he has...thank you, my friend...

j.

[Cassie]

I finished reading this poem and i was like yes!!! then i went blank, what other words should i add to that yes..perhaps this means is that no review is long enough for me to say how much i have enjoyed reading this poem. Thank you for putting it here

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Cassie...this one was hard to write...considering certain circumstances...so appreciate your words.
j.

[Beccy]

Hi Jacob. This is such a beautiful reflection and understanding that although time may blur the outside edges, inside, the essence of all that we are remains constant and indelibly imprinted both in our minds and the hearts and minds of those who know and love us.

Beccy.

PS. I read your replies to T and softlyfall and was put in mind of the following lines written by Hemingway.

“I had an inheritance from my father,
It was the moon and the sun.
And though I roam all over the world,
The spending of it’s never done.”

96, you are so fortunate.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and you are very kind and thoughtful with your reply, Beccy...

thank you...so many miles,...hard to get to see him...but what time we get...it's special.

[Nisreen]

You see her soul through age
her face may have changed
but her wit has not

and that is the beauty you see in her

unchanged

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love your insightful review, RiverSided,

thank you.

[ms. barrie]

what an enriched tapestry of dreamy, yet profound
imagery your pen weaved into this write...
the last stanza seems to me that you've captured
the essence of either "the hermit" or J.R.R. Tolkien' s
"Gandalf". .. one that is wanderer and sage. the title captured
my attention...very befitting for this amazing ink that has
taken me away for a bit!

I thank you for sharing your gift for words with us all!
~ x - barrie

[ms. barrie]

aaarrrggggh can't fav it now, but will try again soon...gotta
love as the glitches turn, now playing on WC

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i like that Gandalf reference...from Gandalf the grey to Gandalf the white---wasn't that the order?
thank you for your really kind review, barrie...you really encourage me to keep writing.

j.

[ms. barrie]

you're very welcome, jacob...as I thank you as well, for doing the same for me!
yes, grey to white...the pleasure was all mine! ~ x - barrie

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and he rode shadowfax into the sunset!!!!!!

[ms. barrie]

yes!! and where they still ride ((: