Gravity of Gravity

For today’s prompt, take the phrase “(blank) Of (blank),” replace the blanks with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem.   

We fly, take nose-dives and survive

and learn to laugh after the fact

and oftentimes it slips our minds

the gravity of the impact

of yes or no or maybe so

and none of us should be so bold

as to ignore what we're here for

...far more than simply growing old

We leap and land on derrieres  

then get back up, brush off the dirt

We demand more than we deserve

We have, we hold, we hug, we hurt

and often wonder at the wonder

that steals our very breath

with a mystical, holy hunger

For we are born for more than death 

We wake and take the day at hand

in hand and oftentimes forget

The gravity of gravity

Its scientific pirouette

Harbors vast scores of ashes thrust

Into cold cups of sea and sod

Where flesh succumbs to dust-to-dust

But soul always returns to God 

Janet Martin 

 Psalm 39:5
"Behold, You have made my days as handbreadths,

 And my lifetime as nothing in Your sight; 

Surely every man at his best is a mere breath. 

Selah.