The Currency of Life

                       

Who is that ancient fellow, in these pictures here of me?

That couldn’t be the truth, of what my eyes now see!

I feel so very young, so ready now to go;

Is that really me, that’s moving so very, very slow?

What’s that you said? Say it again, cause I really couldn’t hear,

It looks as though it’s happening; the very thing I fear!

You see I’ve been distracted; as time came round to me;

It slipped up like a thief at night, and left now what you see.

My heart is still so vibrant, my spirit still so strong;

It’s just that this old body, doesn’t know what’s going on.

It’s taken all this time to know, just what I am to do;

And now that wisdom finally came, why are my days so few?

For minutes are as silver and hours just like gold;

The Currency of Life, no man can ever hold.

So spend your days with wisdom, or you’ll never have enough;

Don’t waste one precious moment on that other worldly stuff.

Invest them all in people, the ones who need His love;

The ones that He will pick for you, as He looks down from above.

For deep inside of all I loved, my eternal body’s formed;

Perfect in the strength of love, with power there adorned.

For love will make the house, in which we all shall dwell;

And determine its location whether in heaven or in hell.

This life was made for learning, the next one’s made to live;

The size of new our home there, will be as we did give.

For Loves the only real work and Loves the only pay;

Not what you keep will follow but what you gave away.

“And I say to you, make friends for yourselves by unrighteous Mammon, that when it fails, they may receive you into an everlasting home.” (Luke 16:9)