Time enough

Time enough

Dreamlike our lives wind down,
The years long past race by hardly noticed,
So quick their passing decades adding up,
Most forgotten buried deep in unending slumber.
The burden carried no longer felt, the chains we wear unnoticed.

So our lives continue in pretending that time enough is ours,
As the days allotted near completion,
Standing naked before God the whole while,
An open book nothing hidden,
Such is our hope in infinite Mercy.

Age leads us where we would rather not go,
Our strength stripped away,
Sleep and pleasure elude us,
Unlike in our younger days
When all was for granted taken.

Grace calls us inward as the world slowly dims,
God’s love enfolds us in more intimate ways,
Letting go is not an option though fight it if we desire,
In the end however death wins out
Forcing us through the dark door.

Where does the exit of life lead?
A birth to something more,
Moving from one womb to another larger one?
Faith says one thing, doubt another,
We choose which to follow.