All Too Soon

Life is Short


'The problem with life is that its so daily,' said Wood Allen once. Another problem - if it is that, is that life is very short.

The closer one gets to the end, it seems way too short.

There is both reality and hope in these words of Alfred, Lord Tennyson -

Crossing the Bar

Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;

For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.


(words: public domain)
Video clips - StoryBlocks
Original music - Laurie Barber

Teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.   --- Psalm 90: 12

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