Dawn Of The Golden Years Poem by Arti Chopra

I have stepped so tenderly and joyously
Into the beautiful golden years
On the way, I have conquered many obstacles,
Overcome my numerous petty fears,
Age may have withered my supple body
Once strong and active and sprightly,
But still the years sit on me
colourfully, happily, and lightly
The past has left me wiser
Experienced and warm and mellow
Drinking deep from the cup of wisdom
Many things I have come to know
Love has showered me with droplets
I am drenched with contentment and peace
The fragrant winds of spirituality
Blow over me gently and tease
In tune with the higher power
My hands, he holds all the time
Guides me gently and carefully
Over stepping stones of reassurance in line
The songs of gratitude and a deep love
strum like a harp, all the time in my heart,
Every day a fresh gift from my maker
Every moment of joy, set apart,
I have lived my life in humility
Gratitude weighs heavy in my heart,
So whenever my maker does call for me,
Joyously I am ready to depart