metamorphosis
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The sweet drowsiness of Old Age lulls us to sleep and tells us bedtime stories. A time of reconciliation and tender farewellTRANSCRIPT
Old Age Yes! A BenedictionA Blessing at twilightFor the night draws in The great blue blanket of the duskYes yes yes!
Stiffening jointsStained with painAching bones Rigidity Forming the chrysalisYes!
MetamorphosisYes! Oh yes!
We are becoming soup Dreaming our bedtime storiesMinute by singing minuteHour by swinging hour Pendulum danceYes!
Now we see everythingThe hair vein on the flowerThe interminable journey of the clouds Tremulous sunlight caught in treesTeasing us Dancing for usYes!
Shadows lengthen DiscreetlyDrowsilyFor the long day is over and the night is comeSweet dreamsAnd even sweeter memories Yes yes yes oh yes!
(from PARADIGM SHIFT copyright E.J. Ward 2015)