am having
the beset midlife crisis
And why not?
It is a crisis
when you discover
how little could be left
of time
to do so much
How many waterfalls
How many eyes
to stare into
Hands to touch
Hearts to hold
I am dancing
I fly like a sail
on the wind of a life
not lived yet
not drunk to the bottom

Crisis? What crisis?
I am living my life again.

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