If “life” after life were guaranteed
It might be easier to accept wasting this one.
But are we really so different from the leaves
Which bud, sway awhile in the wind,
And, eventually, join an autumnal heap –
Are they also going to heaven?
Or, rocks, which we know eventually turn into dust –
Will they one day find themselves reconstituted as “heavenly” rocks?
Paul tells us that we’ll have a resurrected body, just not our own flesh and bones –
But imperishable, perhaps hard as emerald.
Other people believe they can go on living – at least in memory –
Which is why they spend so much time building monuments to themselves.
But aren’t we all going to “drop” – eventually – just like the leaves?
And should we complain about this –
Given a lifetime of free activity,
And, hopefully, love –
Hasn’t that been a terrific bargain?
If death is real –
Then, logically, each passing moment is a unique miracle –
With the love we experience constituting our only “true heaven” –
And what we should be praying for –
Especially since – after we pass over –
Love will probably be the only gift we’re permitted to retain.