Searching

I listen intently to the silence
Searching for secrets and lessons.

I peer intently into the skies
Searching for the the beginning and the end of infinity.

I look intently inside of myself
Searching for questions and answers.

I roam intently through life
Searching, always searching.

I Love Life

I love life.
I love my life.
But let me be perfectly honest.
Life is going by too quickly.
How can my children be as old as they are?
How can my marriage be as long (and yet as fresh) as it is?
How can I have lived for so many minutes, hours, days, months and years?
How can I, in reality, have so few moments remaining?
One of the the great challenges of aging is not to reflect on and dissect the past (though that certainly is important),
But
To look forward with the recognition of the rapidly approaching horizon and
To decide how to spend the remaining time we have
Whether it be an instant or decades
For whatever the period, it is a lifetime