When the evening shadows cast
Phantom sketches on earth’s sod
Yesterdays’ tomorrow past
Tell me, do you think of God?
When this dance of daylight dies
Leaving only thought behind
Where we scattered memories
Does God ever cross your mind?
When we’ve drained each mercy-drop
From a cup we cannot see
Tell me, do you ever stop
To say, ‘God, how I love Thee’?
Before you drift off to sleep
Tell me, what will tune your thought?
Will it be eternity?
Or something you sold or bought?
Like a ripple on a pond
Is Time’s little leap of grace
Highway to the Great Beyond
Where we’ll meet God face to face
© Janet Martin