Another Birthday

It's only time, and time can't hurt you though it might wound or trample desires; You are more than time, and more than your years more than your laughter, more than your tears More than the sum of this life that you feel, that once you've lived there's no greater thrill- Not time or distance, not words in a play Nor the thickest book, with too much to say: This road you walk is rare beyond rare, And just when it seems much too full of care Put out your hand and touch eternity's face- Know the full price of your soul's in its grace.