my face is Heavy

Heavy with wrinkles

my face is Heavy

wrinkled with Age

Age that I gain every passing minute

Age that far surpasses the Age of those around me

the kind that can only be described as fleeting

the kind where days turn to weeks

turn to months

turn to years

to decades

to centuries

my face is Heavy

wrinkled with Knowledge

Knowledge only a lifetime could bring

Knowledge of true happiness

of fulfillment

of the meaning of living

my face is Heavy

wrinkled with Love

Love for my family

for my friends

my acquaintances

people

Love for experiences

the bad, the good

the lonely, the social

the failures, the successes

Love for the Earth

that whose face is Heavier than mine

more wrinkled than mine

more Aged, more Knowledgeable, more Experienced than I

Love for the planet from which I came

on which I live

to which I feel myself returning

my face is no longer Heavy

but the Earth’s is now Heavier