XXXI Days of Poetry (MMXII) - Day XII
The bright hues of Yesterday
Youth is passion set ablaze,
crusading righteousness;
a moral absolute.
Age is tempered fire,
and sees a landscape
shrouded in shadow.
Hard-earned discernment
has revealed that so little
in life is definitively
This way or That way.
Color has drained
from the land;
the bright hues of yesterday
forever faded and grey.
Ask yourself this question:
When were you not younger than you are now?
(Photograph by Alfred Cheney Johnston
lower right painting: "Love" by Leonid Afremov)
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"If we'd known then what Youth meant,
and how fleeting it is,
would we have done more with it,
or feared its demise all the sooner?"
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