Previous Principles

I’m old though feel so young

1 min readDec 12, 2019

I ride the wave, the wave of life
the weather’s destination,
is on the shore and there is more,
as I move on inclination.

I ponder previous principles,
things adhered to in the past,
seen through abstract visuals,
though very few will last.

I find my mind a wandering,
to trips out to the west,
and I can’t help wondering,
if I’ll put thoughts to the test.

Driving down the mountain track,
I feel at home again,
the moment I am coming back,
I hear the old refrain.

The whistle of the mutant breeze,
and crunch beneath my feet,
signs of a recent winter freeze,
makes my life complete.

I write this on my birthday,
I’m old, though feel so young,
a place I wish to stay,
out in the sticks among.

The raptures of the night sky,
the shining milky way,
beckoning me onwards,
swiftly till that day.

To a place where the race,
is over and I’ve won,
I hope I’ll hardly leave a trace,
when the race is run.

There’s why’s and then there’s wherefores,
the where have I come from,
signals sent in semaphores,
I now, rely upon.

David Rudder
September 2019

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