Passing Through
Don’t hold on too tightly;
See the light shining brightly —
Let earthly things grow dim;
Hold onto life lightly.
Your wealth, your possessions,
But briefly will last.
What good do they do you,
When too closely grasped?
We’re just passing through,
And life’s but a gleam.
Just love for God and others
Makes worthy our theme.
We’re on our way through;
The world seems an illusion,
With dangers and snares,
Fraught with tears and confusion.
There’s just one exception:
The good that we live,
The love that we share
And compassion we give.
