A long yesterday are my years.I’m frequently going back. I’m in a groove
reopening memories, revisiting friendships, re-entering scenes,
rethinking decisions, reflecting with satisfaction
on my lifetime spent suitably, but not done.
Yet going forward is a bullet train.
Only a few stops remain
and I, with so many dreams to fulfill maybe
or maybe not before times up,
here at least, and then, my faith’s assurance, eternity.
I think of it, my life a vapour in contrast with forever
and whatever that can mean in company with the One
who birthed my being to reflect Him.
Have I done that well, I wonder? I still have time.
© Ron Unruh, March 3, 2019
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