Ecclesiastes 12:13 

¹³ Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter:

Fear God and keep His commandments,
For this is man’s all.

Winter is here and I’m somewhere forgetting to observe it

I seem to be fully captured in a constant run-around

Forgetting to take out time ... not that I deserve it

But it would bring a change of pace in this merry go-round

What are we called to do up here ... can you really tell me?

Who duplicates day after day against the grain of circumstance?

Here some sunshine, there some rain ... ignorant of being free

To feel really like a child again and so to live a careless dance

How many days and nights are supplied us for the living?

How many thoughts are buried now in the grave of futility?

Who plants the artificial flowers, instead of just forgiving

and waters them day after day with tears of senility?