Life is not a window,
That others may gaze at me.
Nor is it a closet
That I may hide in shame.
Life is not a pit,
That the used should be dumped in.
Life is not a circus,
For clowns to laugh themselves.
Life is not a party,
That meat and drink be life.
Life is not shortsightedness,
To content in things seen.
Life is not a hurry,
To eat more than the stomach.
Nor is it a rush,
To run past the wind.
Life is not an island,
To wax mighty in lonetude.
Life is not might
To stump others to death.
Life is not a mistake,
To wallow like a pig
In the mud of self-pity.
Life is not the past,
To bury tears in the dead.
Life is the future Christ,
It's a struggle to reach a journeys end,
Eternity, through Him.
That others may gaze at me.
Nor is it a closet
That I may hide in shame.
Life is not a pit,
That the used should be dumped in.
Life is not a circus,
For clowns to laugh themselves.
Life is not a party,
That meat and drink be life.
Life is not shortsightedness,
To content in things seen.
Life is not a hurry,
To eat more than the stomach.
Nor is it a rush,
To run past the wind.
Life is not an island,
To wax mighty in lonetude.
Life is not might
To stump others to death.
Life is not a mistake,
To wallow like a pig
In the mud of self-pity.
Life is not the past,
To bury tears in the dead.
Life is the future Christ,
It's a struggle to reach a journeys end,
Eternity, through Him.
