Shrivelled

 

There is a tendency as we grow old

to withdraw and hide one's soul

A peculiar need arises to be inside

almost a desire to no longer be alive

It could be a sign of some weariness

as if the soul is no longer part of us

To while away the hours with a glass

and let the mind wander in the past

This inertia is often self induced

not particularly overly influenced

From these observations I can deduce

that should a movement should be reduced

Remain fresh and alert to the world about

or the body and mind will shrivel and not shout

Seek for things to occupy your time

perhaps write some poetry with a rhyme

Do not yield to the inner seduction

which only results in an embalming reaction

Keep alert and re engage with the outside

and fight the temptation to go with the tide