In weakness youth and age are one, but only in weakness of body. As we get older do we see things more clearly; does the glass become more revealing as our bodies become more infirm? We dream of a better world for those that follow us as we change it, often despoiling it and depleting their inheritance.
Our dreams become nightmares as we get older. Our minds grasp what our bodies cannot hold. Perhaps out thinking weakens too.
“In the grey and brittle years old men walk three footed, weak as babes and sway like dreams in the light of day”.