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Maturity

Every moment is precious__

even the maddening, mundane and superfluous.

The torment, ghoolly, grief-stricken and disastrous__

all these moments, yes all, are the days of MY life.

 

New secrets discovered__

more moments cry out to be recovered.

Embracing all, nurturing, to be mothered,

anew, renewed, refreshed and restored.

 

Press in; delight.

Expand; dance day and night,

Rejoice; praise regardless and despite,

living as new, but in the old.

 

Maturity presses sweeter wine,

Wisdom pearls are mine,

all these gifts are thine,

I drink this cup, now and forever.

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Written by
bekahalle
40 / F / Australia
Published
Dec 18, 2023
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#maturity#wisdom#pearls#delight
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