Hiding

As the years carry on, I'm starting to see just how true Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 is. That with each season of life, it brings with it different emotions. That a person changes with these seasons. Things are revealed about them that were not known previously. It makes me think that, if we are not careful in our seasons, life's opportunities will pass us by. It makes me think of Georgia Fair's song Real Man Hiding "...my hair grows thin you know, but I've grown no more wise..."

The words seem to be sprayed

With little care.

‘Cause if there were,

Then no words would they share.

Avert my eyes

For fear and doubt.

Avert my heart

To keep the world out.

Bury my head,

Shut my mind.

Close the doors,

Lock the blind.

In a small huddle

We will pull through.

Time it will pass, yet

There’s nothing we can do.