When I Was Young

Holy Man of the Blackfoot", by Howard Terpning

Holy Man of the Blackfoot”, by Howard Terpning

Years ago, when I thought I would live forever, the thrust of youth seemed endless, like the sky expanding to hold my dreams.

The path to knowledge was filled with expectation, yet

Disillusion blurred my eyes and in my sleep a holy man appeared

To warn me about life’s treachery. When I was young, the world lay within my grasp, but I partook of folly just as I embraced youth’s vanity.

Now as old age wraps me in consideration of my end,

I rejoice in small things unnoticed until now when children’s laughter becomes music of the deepest kind, and in the budding trees I find a thousand summers that I will never live to see.

Now I am glad for the opportunity to share the lessons of my own time.

Now I know the mistakes of my foolish youth could not have been avoided.

Nancy Wood

Posted by | Paul Reynolds
Paul has been a yoga teacher on the Island of Kauai for many years and is the facilitator of the weekly Living the Question Blog - a repository of wisdom and inspiration. Paul also produces and hosts Le Guru is You Radio Show, showcasing everyday gurus.

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