The View from Here

I took but a sip of the nectar of life,

sweet, exhilarating, and poignant.

So quickly life has passed,

Petals already wilting at the edges

but still holding fast, looking for beauty once flawless,

now more beautiful with wisdom.

It seemed only yesterday that I was a child running free, cares nowhere in sight.

Now the burdens are heavy,

weighing on me, making it more difficult to rise.

But still I do,

still I wake and reach for the warmth of the sun,

grateful for another day.