Frail Bones

frail bones traverse the broken
fool's gold carried but not spoken,
failure hidden by my serving
gaining knowledge, but not learning.

valley's discarded with regret
love's deeper meaning I forget,
shadows only for a moment
confirming life's enrollment.

many seasons I have travelled
on deep paths and on roads gravelled,
scarred deeply by the wounds of life
through the bitter and through the strife...

the stains caused by my pain and grief
adds beauty to my tapestry,
giving passion to God's motif
sacred art - not just pageantry.

the final scarlet sunset
edges ever closer to my breath,
there is no need to be upset
for in Jesus, I have wealth.

leaving worries in God's embrace
releasing fear to stunning grace,
learning to lean upon His love
directing prayers to God above.

frail bones now secure in peace
not that heartaches all will cease,
failure addressed by saving grace
all of life's goodness I can trace.