Wednesday, July 8, 2015

In This Realm of Existence...

Be not wise in thine own eyes: fear the LORD, and depart from evil. Prov. 3:7

Where morning rouses from God, mercy kissed
Where He has overlaid valleys with mist
Where grace unfettered extends what is
What will we do with it?

Where we are granted fresh sun-shadow bowers
Where seasons spill in if-God-so-wills hours
Where we are placed by His care amidst flowers
What will we do with it?

Where countryside touts its green-to-gold girth
Where harvest sprouts from seeds tendered to earth
Where heaven shouts with proof of new day’s birth
What will we do with it?

What will we do with this gift we call Day?
What will we do as it drift-drifts away?
What will we do, oh, and what will we say
When God asks what we did with it?

© Janet Martin

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