Philosophy Poem: Age

AGE

 

It is said that age is counted by years and the wear on the body

With age comes physical infirmities as the body breaks down

Our legs and our behinds become unwilling to accept adventure

Declining strength and deterioration become everyday realities

Yet it is our Minds and our Soul that determines quality of life

 

Within the gray hair of mankind lies the wisdom of the world

Maturity and Spiritual beauty are the waters that wash the Soul

The fruitfulness that age produces is fair judgement and patience

Strong Faith is the Pillar on which all strong Souls do flourish

When gray hairs lie upon us it is our Wisdom by which we’re known

 

Respect and honor those of gray hair for to disrespect is insolence

If we choose to not honor our Elders we are a fool dancing in the fire

Gray hair follows wisdom and the love and fear of the Great Creator

When our physical body has retired the eyes of the Soul still sees

If we walk after the Heart and Spirit of Jesus Christ we will never die