Sat herded in a metal tube we legion make our way as one
Through towns and fields decked snow and rain
The young, the old, resigned to our fate
Spread sedentary hours away
Together we, yet worlds apart, old thoughts of years divide us more
The windows ours to contemplate
Or inwards glance at darker dreams
Of chances missed, or worse
They see or feel no hint of gloom which emanates from every pore
Wrapped up in youth’s busy confidence
Breath bated, fear abated
Death is not their domain
Irrelevance permeates my very soul from deep within
The time is gone, those days long spent
To recollect is all that wakes
Distant memories
The smile lies just beneath, not wry nor is envy allowed to surface
The invisibility of age hides and is hidden
For they wish us gone
With our world
Autumn’s trees stand bare and wrinkled ‘neath gathering clouds
Nature’s way, demanding pound of flesh
Nostalgia there at every turn
is this all there is?
Hold hands, leading light into the darkness of certainty
Tread careful on the path to the end
Leave not a trace of life lived
For this is all there is