Thoughts on Ecclesiastes 12:1-8

Give some thought while you are young,

To the swiftness of your days.

All too soon that time will come,

The slow and painful phase.

 

Your vision will diminish,

Your teeth are not your own,

You walk with steps uncertain,

Your joints will creak and moan.

 

You awaken all too early,

Or don’t sleep well at night.

The sounds of birds grow faint.

You’re now afraid of height.

 

You tremble when you walk,

But no longer with desire.

The advancing of your years

Has quenched that youthful fire.

 

And then there is the moment,

When something truly breaks,

A back, a hip, a heart, a mind,

And your whole being quakes.

 

The time has come to turn to dust,

You know that you will die.

Will “everything is meaningless”

Be the last thing that you cry?

 

Remember your Creator in the days of your youth!  (Ecclesiastes 12:1)