The World at 60
(in memory of Sr. Franzita Kane, CSC)
I am 60 years old but my mind feels like I’m 16.
I have this insatiable hunger to know more, to understand
This fascinating Creation that I am part of.
It almost feels like a Calling, a Vocation,
A responsibility.
I have been given a sharp mind, facility with language,
And this insatiable hunger to know.
Yet in the back of my mind,
With an athlete’s instinctive awareness of the play clock,
I wonder, Does the time meet the task?
I pray for more time
Adequate energy, decent health.
And thank God for this Holy Hunger
And this gift.
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Thursday, November 20, 2008
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