alive.
Walk down
the shiny, beige hallway of the nursing home,
chemical cleansers twinging the nose
residents propped in wheelchairs, warily watchful
soft moans from the open door–
and you know the truth.
But there are so many many many
many
ways
to forget.
Filling up
with too much to do
too much stuff
too much hurry–
These are some of the expert
ways to push down the truth
that
From dust we came and to dust
we shall return.
Today, the smudge of ash
will mark the reminder
that like all of creation,
my body is declining;
that decay is part of life
and that
the fullness I seek comes only
and always through Love.
Love is waiting to pour into me
and spill over into others
and all.
Will I make space to allow
the Spirit in?
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A beautiful portrayal of the aging process! Thanks!