Poetry

That there is a time of rest for all things
I did realise when the winter of life did come
but still Your great and true care does remain everywhere
and not even a hair of a human being is lost
and sometimes a person does wonder about life without Your knowledge,
while at the onslaught of destiny a person stands astounded
but now in my years of early old age
there is even in the decline a kind of meaning,
while it becomes clear to me that Your plans do work better,
that You do continually go in advance on the way and do make provision
as Your care and thoughtfulness does come first
but still man is constrained to his own insight and wisdom
but when the outcome comes I do realise Your great love
in a world where rebellion, nemesis and heartache does reign.