Tuesday, May 24, 2011


Today lies before us in a vague and misty shroud
And there is not a mortal who can own
The mystery that is hidden in its shimmering, silver cloud
Looming before us as the great Unknown

We cannot know what may befall before the evening sun
We cannot see into the pending hour
But we can know who orchestrates each moment one by one
And we can trust His infallible power

The Unknown quivers in each heart-beat; in the quiet of the dawn
It trembles in each ripple on life’s sea
But there is One who knows it all who we can lean upon
Within his arms He holds infinity

Janet Martin

No comments:

Post a Comment

Thank you for your visit to this porch. I'd love to hear if or how this post/poem touched you!