The Young

Young is promise

Young is hope

Young is not being tied by another’s rope

Young is forever

And hating words like never

Young is running out the gate

And coming home when it’s late

Young is love

And then the ache

Young is the beginning

Of a song to keep on singing

Young is learning

And then yearning

For a truth discerning

Young is nervous

Young is dark some days

Young is finding different ways

Young is travelling

To marvel at a world unravelling

Young is overawed

And sometimes flawed

Young is seeking

For a truth speaking

Young is frantically running around

And getting found

Young is making love on a sandy beach

And finding places others could not reach

Young is failing

And falling

And stalling

And crawling

Young is pain

And learning disdain

Young is jealous

And sometimes zealous

Young’s a big adventure

All must venture

To a place who can know

But feel we must go

We change we grow

But never let go

Young is kind

And has a sharp mind

A place to be

Young is joy

Young is peace

Young is sitting on a beach

Touching sunsets we cannot reach

Young is waking every morn

And sometimes feeling forlorn

Young is feeling doubt and glory

In the divine

Young is knowing it has no age

In the presence of a timeless sage