There’s a man at the top of the hill
Maybe he’s resting-
His tired limbs, tired body
Carrying such a heavy soul
So close to the sky.
Maybe he’s reflecting-
His mind stuck wandering
Between past and present
And all the things he would change.
Maybe he’s retiring-
Giving up on the life
That was so harsh to him
Starting a new one in tune with nature.
I don’t know why he’s there.
Maybe he doesn’t either.
2 thoughts on “The Life of Man”
This is truly wonderful 🙂
May I welcome you to this side of retirement?
I came by to thank you for stopping by blog and when I found this tender prose I paused to reflect on your words. Without assuming anything here I just want to say that this is such a positive approach you have taken to processing life changes through your empowering words. I am grateful you shared.
I hope you were moved by your own words as I have been. I have been retired for a few years now and life has never been richer – living with a different set of scruples than I did when working. Kind of nice.
Wishing you much happiness in your new adventures ~ BB