As time passes by, relationships change,
What once was feared, now becomes a friend.
What once was ignored now becomes essential,
The self changes too.
The flowing cascade quietens into a gentle river,
The taker become the giver,
The beauty fades but the wisdom gains an elegance profound,
Quieter become the celebrations, gentler become the sounds.
Patience is the new bestie,
The being bides his time.
Knowing that by the end of it all,
Every thing will fall in line,
The desired gift will be given, but by someone in a disguise,
The wealth of the world no longer remains important,
The love of those close will suffice.
He smiles indulgently at the little ones crying,
He gently encourages them, watches them failing yet trying.
Their struggles remind him of his own,
He marvels at the time that has flown.
As the old mountain watches the landscape change and the young ones grow,
He realizes what he understands today,
Tomorrow they too will know.
– Shailaza
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