The Soul Knows No Age Poem by WIN VENTURA

Age is just a number,
a whisper carried by time,
while the soul journeys onward
through reason, rhythm and rhyme.

The years have come and gone,
Bringing laughter, loss and tears,
Each season leaving behind
it's wisdom through the years.

Life has been a teacher,
sometimes gentle, sometimes stern...
Yet every wound and every fall
held a lesson to learn.

There were roads of sorrow,
There were mountains steep to climb,
but each step shaped the woman
I have become with time.

The past no longer lingers,
It has no room to stay,
Its pages have been written,
Its debts all paid away.

For yesterday is over,
Its shadows left behind,
While new light fills the pathway
and peace adorns the mind.

The mirror may see age,
Silver threads and lines,
but the soul sees only horizons,
New dreams and brighter signs.

Deep within still lives
The same smiling girl I knew,
yet stronger than before,
having walked life's journey through...

Far wiser now,
Far stronger too,
For aging gave its lessons
and taught me what is true.

That happiness is simple,
That kindness is a treasure,
That love begins within,
and peace is life's true measure.

So let the years keep counting,
Let the seasons come and go,
For the soul was never meant
to age the way we show.

It simply gathers wisdom,
While keeping its light alive,
and greets each brand-new morning,
with gratitude to thrive! ! !
The Soul Knows No Age 😉

By: - WIN VENTURA