The adjustments I have to make
nodding at almost every happening,
smiling at each incident
accepting the one, reconciling
with the other, marks the
close of the hours.
Like or dislike I get along
without rubbing or scratching
Arguing is not my cup of tea
I sail in timid waters which do
not know to ebb and overturn.
I never cross the jurisdiction.
Earlier life was tempestuous
ups and downs kept me tied.
I refuted, argued, screamed
creating a mess, halting the natural
passage.. Wisdom dawns as I age
I continue my journey
like a river, gurgling
with joy.
Meenas Poems 