eternally young

You lay on your head

with your flawless skin,

your delicate features,

your innocent look

and that blank, harmless gaze.

You lay on your head

and your firm legs bounce

up and over…

Your gray hair defying logic

so beautifully strong,

so eternally young.

By © tuttysan 2007

Eternally young – a poem. Photo: Yoga with Daniel Rauck