Sunday, 17 November 2024

Autumn Dread before the Mirror














She looked at the first strands of silver in her hair 

then, the first wrinkle days later

shocked, in denial, apprehensions of more

the first instinct was to curse the mirror 


Then feelings of despair, melancholy

a tear, few more and then a flood of tears..

all for good, as a powerful shift happened 

in understanding her position, her situation 


Awareness, that it's not unique 

that it happens to everybody 

that it's the law of nature 

that the day is followed by night

and then day again 

autumn followed by winter

and then spring again! 


Focus changed to making most of the present 

share accumulated wisdom gained over the years 

the mirror was no longer a threat 

a mere reminder that life is cyclical

that birth and death of seasons, of life itself 

is natural, inevitable, to be accepted not feared 


And then peace replaced doubts, fears, apprehensions

it was just peace, peace , peace

flooding the body and mind.... 

NB: This Poem has been included in the anthology "Auburn Ambrosia" published by Soul Scribers Society for the Yercaud Poetry Festival.


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