When I was fifteen
adults seemed to lose their shine.
I saw cracks
in relationships,
flaws in their arguments.
I was sure
I could see things more clearly.
Were they losing their edge?
Were we teens just outpacing them?
Our answers so logical.

Age is a funny thing.
Life teaches us
over and over again
how little we understand
about others,
the universe.

Now,
I am less sure.
I wonder about the path forward regularly.
Waking each morning,
I can formulate
a whole new set of questions,
opening doors
to untraveled paths.
What a bore
is certitude.

Written along side of Yehuda Amichai’s “The Place Where We are Right”.