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MUSINGS ON OLD AGE & TRANSITIONS

We should go out in a blaze of glory after a life well lived.

Instead of aches and pains we ride a glorious chariot into the sunset

Instead of dimming eyesight we see the beauty of the earth

Instead of duller sound we hear the music of the spheres.

Instead of the rush of duties we enjoy a well-earned rest.

Instead of pain and sorrow we only remember the lessons.

I know it’s a long good bye

But we shall meet again

And we shall meet friends from long ago.

Oh to be received with all the love we spread, past and present

To know the joy of reunions with loves thought lost

‘Tis only a ride to a new adventure, a new life and new learning

Bathed in a sea of peace and beauty and ineffable love.

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