Then I Missed It

When I look "back"

Will I see myself?

Or will I see

You?

 

Was I always looking at me?

Was it all about

What I wanted?

 

Or was it more than I

My things

My goals

Or did I remember it was always

You?

 

That I will see You soon

Your beauty

Your face

As I look up when You say

 

"Well done"

 

 

Will I look "back"

And see myself

Or will it be You

 

 

Wisdom is not measured in age

Age is not a guarantee of sanctification

It does not validate

Gray hair is nice

But its not holy

 

If my life is year after year

Looking

Looking

At me

 

Then I missed it