Fearless Reason

Fearless reason in an age of frightened absurdity.

Tag: old soul

We Were Children Together

We were
children
together.

Little
bodies
trapped in
old souls.

Wishing
our
lives away.

Dreaming
of worlds
beyond
veils.

Remembering
lives
lost in time.

In
places
lost in space.

We were
children
together.

For the
ten thousandth
time.

Remembering
places
spaces
and lives.

Finding
one another
for the
ten thousandth
time.

Envy the Truly Young

Envy the Truly Young

Envy their follies,
Vanities,
And innocent naiveté.

Envy the freshness of their experience,
Sorrow,
And uncontrived pain.

Envy the Truly Young

For they know not what they do,
Say,
Or feel.

Pity the Old Soul

Pity their games,
Vanities,
And contrived ignorance.

Pity the irony of their experience,
Sorrow,
And self-pitying pain.

Pity the Old Soul

For they know not what they do,
Say,
Or feel.