What balm exists
to soothe time's passing,
to make melodic the incessant tick,
the incessant tock
of the one unstoppable clock.
What balm exists
to ameliorate the loss of youth,
to make easier the one-way journey into older age,
to annoint the wretchedness of old age.
What balm exists
to put bloom and blush back into the rotting fruit,
to add life to the decay.
What balm exists
to make quiet the scream,
to deaden the dread of death,
to breathe acceptance into that one last breath.
What balm exists?