WRINKLES

Editorial

Human lives are brief and trivial.
Yesterday a blob of semen;
tomorrow embalming fluid, ash.

To pass through this brief life
as nature demands.
To give it up without complaint.

Like an olive that ripens and falls.

Praising its mother,
thanking the tree it grew on.

Meditations 4.48
Marcus Aurelius

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