Heedful Freedom

Do not forget your youth But rather your age; Age is but a number Cowering behind larger digits. Hold fast to those more important details Which grant you love and resplendent beauty; Never judge with taciturn tragedy Or peruse events with aging ignorance. Just remember where beauty stems from, The heart of lonely beasts; Which covet your words and wisdom Not just your pretty façade. Reality is where the heart exists And grows in perfect symmetry; So conjure no spells of appetence On poor souls and unkempt minds. Heed these warnings And forever be Free.