Each Old Carries Gold

A Thought-Provoking Poem

Photo by Danie Franco on Unsplash

Replacement is necessary, they say
Throw away that you once loved
Since it could complicate
Every step of the way

Wasn’t it ‘old being gold’?
What happened?
Is it replaceable?

Ask those aged eyes
— The ocean of ancient wisdom —
Only they have witnessed
The rise and fall of the kingdoms
Other than time

The wrinkled face stores
the blueprint of life
Where regret and guilt hide

However
If you look closely
You will see a passage
Leading to the treasure
Filled with both
Success and failure
— A journey of trial and error —

New is good
But
Each old carries gold
It adorns the life sphere
Its past, present, and future