All the gains our world can give
Cannot replace our time to live.
So limited in days are we
That from our blindness we must flee.
We must make time for joy, to be,
With no thought of utility.
A dollar lost, a dollar gained
Cannot suffice when time has waned.
With open eyes, let’s truly see
The depths of our mortality;
Then turn our eyes to gaze anew
Upon the life we thought we knew.
Jordan is a poet, Quaker, full-time Dad, and personal trainer from Dallas, Texas. He lives with his wife and toddling whirlwind of a son, plus Skittles the Bird and The Management (Luna and Lasik, the cats). His poetry can be viewed on his blog, The Hopeless Devotional (https://hopelessdevotional.com/posts/); he also has a published book of poems, Sacred Days, available at https://www.blurb.com/b/10238733-sacred-days. Follow him on Instagram @poet_4hire and on FB, Poet for Hire.
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