06/11/2023

Musings

When a foe

Slams and locks a door

Knock a hole in the wall

And build a new one

(As I did in 2011).

Many autumnal arboreal colours

Are as glorious

As some of my ancient friends.

Talking to God

Slows down ageing

And keeps me young 

At heart.

Evolution's billions 

Are human life's decades.

God took earth's 4 billion years 

to enable me to live

Gratefully

As I am.

As varied as the trees in Kew gardens

The colours, shapes and sizes of folk 

On Victoria station

Demonstrate

God’s love of variety

There 

For our entertaining enrichment.

Burying my friends

Spares them the pain 

of burying me.

As we age

Joys and pains sit

Ever closer

In our hearts.

Every ending

Is a new beginning.

Death is birth

Into eternity

With God.