Benefit of Age
Like children we lay in the grass,
our faces warmed by the sun,
in wonder gazing at the clouds
seeing fairy tales one by one.
We see a myriad of animals
scuttling across the blue,
our minds reverted to childhood
as years melt like dew.
Reaching out hands to little teachers
lying close by
who spirit-guide us to truths
that are hidden in the sky.