Even when...

What for, what for we gather things
and then abandon them, when death
us to a new dimension brings,
when we are losing even breath?

We lose our families and friends,
we lose possessions, homes, cars,
as finally this life ends
and leaves behind memoirs.

There is a line, yes, of course,
which death and life separates,
invisible but sure force
that ultimately rules dictates.

What is behind those gates?
If there is another realm,
what - hell or heaven - then awaits?-
this question can overwhelm.

When life is coming to checkout,
some struggle then to comprehend:
why, what this life was about,
if there's nothing at the end?

These years, hurrying too much,
so soon us with grey hair grieve.
One day we'll stand before the Judge,
who can condemn or to forgive.

But when all mirrors lie to you
that you are getting old now,
do not believe them, it's not true!
Do not such thoughts in you allow!

If you are trusting Jesus, then
your soul is young, and this implies
you are eternal, even when
your body tells you otherwise.

8.05.2021