Another Birthday Poem by Patti Masterman

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.