Aging
Ecclesiastes 12:5…6-7 New English Translation (NET Bible)
because man goes to his eternal home,
and the mourners go about in the streets—
6 before the silver cord is removed,
or the golden bowl is broken,
or the pitcher is shattered at the well,
or the water wheel is broken at the cistern—
7 and the dust returns to the earth as it was,
and the life’s breath returns to God who gave it. Aging
Aging is a mystery that is hardly understood.
Like wine in a bottle does it gets better with time?
The bottle may be cracked and old in appearance
as in its solid cast the freedom’s content chimes.
The inside of that bottle seems just to be maturing
in ageless better flavor being refined for the call.
When one opens the bottle to share what is now precious
ready for the special guests who answer the Maker’s call.
The wine is still the same even though the bottle is aging
reminds me of a miracle that happens every day.
If every cell in my body renews every seven years
I’m pretty well over the hill at six what do you have to say?
Maybe that is why the youngster is still in me.
Who looks at the world and marvels at the confusion of the “old”.
Who claw and grasp and climb the tree of adoration
for self, success and power like swine caught in the cold.
Never to be enjoyed by the folks who surround them
Seldom to be tasted by the sweetness of Life itself.
Only gall and bitter as the after-taste of nothing
to be removed from memory by the time the clock strikes twelve.
Jan Wienen
