Wednesday, March 6, 2013

His Loving Proof



Poetic Bloomings invites us to attempt the Cascade form
(use each line in your first stanza as the last line in each following stanza)


The whisper of a new day yearns
On morning’s far ephemeral brink
The velvet veil of midnight’s deep
Dons pastel borders of soft pink

The past whereon we dreamed and danced
Is sealed, no refunds, no returns
But oh, the grace of second chance
…the whisper of a new day yearns

From astral streams hope’s halo beams
Time dips its quill into love’s ink
It’s signature of mercy gleams
On morning’s far ephemeral brink

The gossamer of purple mist
Embellishes the supine sweep
Of slumber’s bliss; mute murmurs kiss
The velvet veil of midnight’s deep

Ah, what is man that God approves  
Our offerings of splattered ink
His grace in glorious, loving proof
Dons pastel borders of soft pink

© Janet Martin

 When I consider your heavens,
    the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
    which you have set in place, 
 what is mankind that you are mindful of them,
    human beings that you care for them?

Ps. 8: 3-4

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