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TRUST

TRUST

 

There’s mellowness in growing older,

Like sweet wine that lustres and glows,

Like a breath of warm air in the winter,

Like the petals that fall from a rose.

 

So you can’t run and stairs are a problem,

And to ease from your chair causes pain,

But the glory of life sings around you,

And you revel in every refrain.

 

Twenty-five thousand odd sunsets,

Just drifting like sand on a beach,

Three score and twenty of living,

 With nothing of life out of reach.

 

Now there’s spring in the air and it’s mighty,

The power of it’s life burning through,

The wildness of nature enraptured,

And a truth that can be only you.

 

You can reach for a life starting over,

Where nothing can stand in your way,

No burden from seventy winters,

As the season brings life to your day.

 

Be folded around by the rapture,

By blossom and birds of the air,

Be sweet mellowed wine, full and rounded,

With a rhyme and rhythm to share.

 

Enough is enough why want plenty,

While sufficient is all that we need,

Be ridged and stark like an oak-tree

Or bend to life’s wind like a reed.

 

For the wind that is life is uplifting,

It blows at the cobwebs of fear,

Just listen, it sings of contentment,

Though sometimes we struggle to hear.

 

This vintage called living has wonders,

Not for racking on some dusty shelf,

So draw every cork from each bottle,

And abound in the pleasures of self.

 

While the winters may dampen your spirit,

Your springs must enliven the soul.

The pleasures of life still surround you,

And the reason of life makes you whole.

 

Full glory we are and abundant,

Like gold in a mountain of rust

So live for the moment’s adventure,

And give of your living to trust.

 

 

◄ Lent, Lending, Fear and Favour

Some Small Whisper ►

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