"Riding the wind like a cork on the sea"

Transcendental Sonnet #1456: Not Easy to be Fifty-Six for the Laughing Daffodil It is not easy to be fifty-six As the same inside but not out being Broken and broke as I am in the fix Of better late now than never seeing How the temporariness of it all Juxtaposes me with eternity And makes me feel like a leaf in the fall Riding the wind like a cork on the sea Falling like a feather through the weather Almost like flying but then finally Down and again only when not whether On a one way trip as I come to see What I make of what comes and it of me It is not easy to be fifty-six +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXI