Younger men wear their towels wrapped around their loins,
They know the game, eager to play and enjoy it.
Older men drape their snow white towels around their shoulders;
This is their mantle, their burden and their game:
They carry the world on their shoulders till they die
And pass their mantles to the next few who will carry them on,
The ever snow white towels unsoiled by time and tribulations;
They know the game by now, they are driven to win it,
The Young Man and The Child do always live in them,
Till they die.
M.N.
