Your words offer the surrealistic passing of time into the ultimate experience of life..............death in such a comforting way!! Very cool!!!

Love ya!

Jane

I don’t know if I have understood this right, but it raised some thought. To me it’s a great description of the busy lifes of today and the gloryfied individualistic lifestyle that we get sucked into at a young age, it makes it hard to seek shelter in the collective when we have finally slowed down enough to start feeling lonely.

Curiosity was my first feeling from encountering Jason deCaires Taylor’s painting….wondering what your writing will entail. Then the term Twilight Zone primed me for something fearful, but it wasn’t at all like that, and levitational experience took the heaviness away. Lethargic was a great ‘mood’ word for the subliminal draw of past into present of ‘the closing chapter of life’ being gentle and complete. A drifting kind of poem, one I feel to be very ‘positive.’. Thank you ~~ djl

The progression into old age can be a beautiful experience, as clearly evidenced in this insightful poem. "Into maturity's twilight zone of arrival", indeed.