Relation/Rumination
Once again, I wake to beauty.
Today we’re going to Boogie-Woogie.
Many things to do on tap.
We’ll fit in today, we will adapt.

Adapting to new ways of life.
Getting older causes strife.
Slowly, slowly, aging bones
Do their job, but with more groans.

Accept the fact that we won’t last.
Time is slow, we don’t fade fast.
Relentlessly, we age and slow.
It’s just the way our bodies go.

That perspective, it is not youth.
Youth develops till grown is truth.
But once grown, we go downhill.
Some are prolonged with cosmic pills.

Sooner or later, we all face
An end to how we use Your grace.
How it ends for each of us
Shows how we believe, and how we trust.

I believe we do go on.
We have a purpose in God’s song.
We can avoid, and take control
Of how we die, and become our souls.

But if we take the aging way
We find that life is but a play.
We’re on the stage with lines to speak
And then we find the lives we seek.

Thank You, Father, I’m aware
Of Your presence in me there.
There I live, and You can see.
I pray I am refined in Ye.