Why is to be young again
Such a deeply held dream
For so many of the people,
In latter years of life?

Why is to be youthful
Such a consummate passion
In their despondant time,
Their age of regret?

What regret should
There be, that
Life must go on?
For life must go on
To be worth living.

Eternal youth:
A narcissistic dream,
Defeats Life’s own purpose,
For those for whom
Life does have purpose.

But for the unwary,
Unwilling and ignorant man,
With more time to pursue
His youth chasing plans
Than he has to find
Any reason for age,
Or for life in itself;
Such as Narcissus
Have no purpose
In life;
No purpose in age;
Nothing beyond life;

Nought beyond Death.

He who is youthful
In spirit
Is youthful as
He should be,
For a youthful spirit
Is a part of
The wisdom of age.