Voyage

Life is cheap; it’s living that costs.
As, time wears warmth down into frosts.

Stuff breaks, sputters, sours & dies.
Random, inconvenient soup flies.

The tread of life wears all things out.
What we attain we’ll lose, no doubt.

Things won & lost are not what counts.
It’s present use that meaning mounts.

Employed to pay progression’s toll…
A thing or person plays a role.

A purpose fulfilled can evolve.
Shifting to serve forward resolve.

Still, most that comes also must go.
Life’s rented…so, enjoy its flow.