An Open Mind

 

As our bodies gather the wrinkles of time

and supple skin becomes as parchment,

our mind ferments like a cask of wine

open to the elements of time.

Joints which creak with age

as muscular pain arrives,

we see more clearly the passage of time

and ponder on such changes.

An open mind must remain

the receptacle of hope,

to ward off stagnation and prejudice

and thereby avoid being a defeatist.

We need to hold the scales in a balance

of reason and understanding,

to embrace the new yet not forsake the old

together hand in glove lies our salvation.