REVELATIONS

The last book of the Christian Bible

“Revelation”

Is spelled with no “s”

But I offer nothing so singular here

Rather, a series of everyday revelations

Somewhat apocalyptic

And somewhat last-bookish

Age-old revelations about old age

 . . . Seemed new to me

Under Florida’s sun, circa February one

And, at some time, probably do to everyone

Apocalyptic?

A jab in the ribs, really

About creeping age

End-of-book-ish?

I do read the later chapters of my life

With more intent

But, experiencing age at Disneyworld?

That place for the young?

It and the airports leading to this “Rome”

Are huge

And now problematic  

Not for the young

Who traverse space easily

Striding daily, quick apace

Pain free

Fatigued?

Not obviously

Revelation one

We travel at different speeds

I, once a passer

Now the passee

Permanently

Revelation two

Physical pain is bad to prod the psyche

In my looking glass self * I now see differently

How people respond to me

The argument is over

Growing up has its downsides

And upsides

And this is why these events matter

The people who had been pulling me

Time and again

From my easy chair

Toward their future

Now took turns pushing me

My new “wheelchair legacy”

For the first time,

Viewing the world from the waist up

Revealed new interdependencies

Revelation three

Returns on investments getting real

Proud parents, look at what you’ve made

Blake’s new focus, pushing me

With his strong eight-year-old hockey legs

And thoughtfully parking me in the shade

DRK

2/9/19

PS:  to see where we went and what we did

Check out the amazing album of pictures

Created by Senja’s and Blake’s dad

*Charles Horton Cooley

Human Nature and the Social Order, 1902