Wakening in mid-journey
as time speeds up
to 55 years per hour
a life now glimpsed
through rear view mirrors
with less apprehension
my powerlessness
as crisp and cool to the eye
& touch
as september’s shades
of bright azure
and indigo skies
the surest harbingers of fall
content to embrace
its unmistakable clarity
cherishing moments
of time past
making friends
with untold numbers of
joyous disappointment
and glorious error
like a super-charged molecule
engulfed within its cocoon-like
magnetic field
stirred to action
by electrical impulse
coursing through veins unknown
I long
to explore with wonder
and to accept
with grace
what is yet
to come