Old Age
Old age comes,
that’s for sure,
But it can be a gift,
pure and pure.
If we learn to
navigate its tide,
Heavenly moments
in it reside.
Unfulfilled desires
long concealed,
Suddenly revealed
and unsealed.
Achievements from our
youth’s embrace,
In old age’s mirror,
we retrace.
Childhood friendship
long ignored,
Blossom anew,
like a spring restored.
Hidden talents,
now set free,
In leisure time,
they find their decree.
Life’s discipline
and deeds of old,
Bring rewards, more
precious than gold.
Healthy habits,
exercise and care,
Defeat ailments,
suffering and despair.
Savings from youth,
financial grace,
Secures old age’s
peaceful place.
With Yoga bliss
full in heart,
Watch petty worries
fast depart.
Through meditation,
find your way,
To the samadhi status
in full display.
Follow these steps
with full devotion,
Receive heaven’s
serene benediction.
