As time is passing....

The Valuable Time of Maturity

I counted my time

and realised that

I have less time to live by,

than I have lived so far.

I have more past than future.

I feel like the boy that got the bowl of cherries.

At first, he gobbled them,

but when he realised that there were only a few left

he began to taste them intensely.

I no longer have time to deal with mediocrity.

I do not want to be in meetings where flamed egos parade.

I am bothered by the envious, 

who seek to discredit the most able

to usurp their places, coveting their seats,

talents, achievements and luck.

I do not have time for endless conversations,

useless to discuss about the lives of others

who are not part of mine.

I no longer have the time to manage

sensitivities of people despite their chronological age, are immature.

I hate to confront those that struggle for power, 

those that 'do not debate content, just the labels'.

My time has become scarce to debate labels,

I want the essence.

My soul is in a hurry....

Not many cherries in my bowl,

I want to live close to human people, very human,

who laugh of their own stumbles,

and away from those turned smug

and over confident with their triumphs,

away from those filled with self-importance.

The essential is what makes life worthwhile.

And for me, the essentials are enough!

Yes, I'm in a hurry.

I'm in a hurry to live with the intensity that only maturity can give..

I do not intend to waste any of the remaining cherries.

I am sure that they will be exquisite, much more than those eaten so far.

My goal is to reach the end satisfied

and at peace with my loved ones and my conscience.

And per Confucius " We have two lives

and the second one begins when you realise that you only have one."

🍒 Words by Mario de Andrade. Image from Pixabay🍒

Have a lovely weekend.

Arilx