Thursday, October 17, 2013

Of Veils and Tides...

 Morning dawned, an orange crease in seems the wall of cloud is reluctant to dissipate...

The veil that drew across the fell
Where past and tomorrow ally
Recedes; as from the mystic swell
Of time a new day fills the sky

The awesome import of its grace
Where expectation spars with dreams
Anoints our weariness; we trace
The skyline where a new day gleams

This gifted chance to live and love
Compels us to return with zest
To labor in the treasure trove
Of heaven’s merciful bequest

…for soon the veil, if Time abides
Will snuff the hours that implore
But now in faith we forge its tides
To God the glory evermore

© Janet Martin

It is the LORD who created the stars, the Pleiades and Orion. He turns darkness into morning and day into night. He draws up water from the oceans and pours it down as rain on the land. The LORD is his name! Amos 5:8

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