PRACTICE ETERNITY

I understood that I am bounded by time,
That there are ages and boundaries, the first cry and the death breath.
That childhood is a time of hunger for milk and honey
And a time of thirst for water and knowledge.
Especially for reading.

That youth is dedicated to emotions
In high and low registers, in a wide spectrum,
And the wolfish search for a kindred and for friendship,
For authentic relationships.
And for justice.

That adulthood is fascinated by achievement,
Work eros and social engagement,
Abundant interactions and picturesque travels
And that it is dedicated to the birth and raising of a child,
The most wonderful bunch in a sprawling vineyard.

And that old age, in terms of time, is an imperishable present,
A piece of eternity in the present world,
A new childhood with grandchildren in our laps like little birds,
The carefreeness that is born when we know both love and nothingness,
And power and powerlessness, and understand the path of the Almighty who led us
Through Scylla and Charybdis.