When we grow older, the world seems older to us.
And it is not a subjective view. Because the world itself is always new thorough the processes of regeneration and always old in what it has unchangeable.
And the last aspect of world inspires us in perceiving our own degradation by aging without the despair of being continually closer to our own disappearance. Because what is unchangeable into the world shows up in a gentle way, in spite of the common images of the unchangeable nature as a set of laws (physical or divine) which would order the changeable things by force.
What is old sends out of it the new forms of life without any brutality and break with the past. Because the new forms have not in them that human desire of changing the past order from which they derive. Their smallness and fragility rather express the gentle and even playful manner by which the old nature confirms its continuity.
As a consequence, the disappearance of those new forms does not express the victory of the old nature over the new forms of life. It just shows further what the new forms were meant to express: that the old nature is not contradicted by them, as it would be the case if they would constitute new lasting entities.
And still, when humans think about their end, they forget the common and gentle acceptance of aging as a natural process. They become worried about their death. However, we do not wish for a continual life because we feel ourselves as being different from the nature which generated us, but because our thoughts and words oppose by their living and lasting nature to the old lasting world.