Falls Soundtrack

I am collecting literature on falls prevention and management, as in how to stop older people from falling over and injuring themselves badly. Aged care research can often be quite uplifting and positive but sometimes, like in this instance, it tends to point towards decay, dependency and isolation. My mental soundtrack as I read and write has been the bleak poem about ageing and death at the end of Ecclesiastes.

Remember also your Creator in the days of your youth,
before the evil days come
and the years draw near of which you will say, “I have no pleasure in them”;

before the sun and the light and the moon and the stars are darkened
and the clouds return after the rain,

in the day when the keepers of the house tremble,
and the strong men are bent,
and the grinders cease because they are few,
and those who look through the windows are dimmed,
and the doors on the street are shut—

when the sound of the grinding is low,
and one rises up at the sound of a bird,
and all the daughters of song are brought low—

they are afraid also of what is high,
and terrors are in the way;

the almond tree blossoms,
the grasshopper drags itself along,
and desire fails,

because man is going to his eternal home,
and the mourners go about the streets—

before the silver cord is snapped,
or the golden bowl is broken,
or the pitcher is shattered at the fountain,
or the wheel broken at the cistern,
and the dust returns to the earth as it was,
and the spirit returns to God who gave it.

Vanity of vanities, says the Preacher; all is vanity.

(Ecclesiastes 12:1-8 ESV)

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