We think we become wiser with age. But the old sage is mistaken in thinking that he has passed through all the seasons. He forgets that he, in old age, currently lives in a season—of old age. It is the season he has yet to finish, and it colors all his judgments of the past, and it gains its pride from those judgments. The old man’s wisdom is still seasonal and must undergo one final change as he advances to the next season, the final one, which is no season at all.
When he does finish this season, pray God he comes to the final wisdom: eternity has no seasons, is never outgrown, and gives its own wisdom that does not gain strength from comparison to youth or from a list of life’s past accomplishments.