To be old is to be mature, soft and ripe,
To be sure, supple, satiated and satisfied.
To be old is to be calm, quiet and content,
To be full of everything good, rich and enduring.
To be old is to be at peace, patient, contemplative,
To be creative, caring, careful and concerned.
To be old is to be able to pray, worship and bless,
To be cool, still, unperturbed and balanced.
To be old is to give, support, share and save,
To be self-same, sensitive and sentient.
To be old is to subdue, submit and surrender,
To be suave, benevolent, serene and silent.
To be old is to be large-hearted, magnanimous,
To be charitable, humble and compassionate.
To be old is to relive, unwind and ruminate,
To regenerate, activate, repair and renovate.
To be old is to crave for truth, real, genuine,
To be pure, right, exact and blameless.
To be old is to relax, recline and rest,
To be able to restore, retain and regale.
To be old is to be all these and more,
And come full circle through celebration of life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem