Merry-Go-Round

The merry-go-round spins round and round

The scenes of our life circle again and again
A scene completed will once again begin
This life truly is like a merry-go-round
Spinning ever faster - but gaining no ground
One scene flashing by quicker than the last
Life is soon whirling far too fast

So much effort exhausted aimlessly
And we are left spinning shamelessly
Days spent pushing and pulling and doing . . . and then
Another new year has come yet again
And we look back and review and recall
And realize . . . we've not gone anywhere at all.

And so we make ourselves this pledge,
"I will turn the carousel on edge!"
Thinking, "Now its a wheel and I'll go places!"
And so off we go to meaningless races.
And we live our life in such a tizzy
That we come to its end confused and dizzy

Our life is our personal round-go-merry
And so it ever was and ever it will be
For just as the seasons go and come again
So too our lives around us spin
But merely watch what flashes outside . . .
And life is reduced to a frivilous ride

Turn inward though . . . and see what happens!
We know there's an axis for all that spins
First inward glance says the axis is . . . us
But closer look shows . . . that God is the true focus.
Now the merry-go-round will take us somewhere!
Each of life's moments becomes a subtle stair.

We have only to view life thru God's eyes
And earthly nothings become heavenly prize.
Should we unfasten our gaze for a look outward,
We'd see that the carousel had moved ... inward
And if we dared to chance a look downward,
We'd see that it also had moved . . . upward.