As one grows old

As one grows old
grows a feeling of freedom
of isolation, of leisure, of boredom
one likes to flow with time.
As one grows old
one discovers new identities
nurtures neglected relationships
utility assumes a new meaning.
As one grows old
one becomes little forgetful
little stubborn, unreasonable
imperfections look normal.
As one grows old
when one by one leave the scene
the bruises last longer
the mirror comes nearer.
As one grows old
one is grateful to the people
for letting them turn into a window.