Friday, July 10, 2015

Of Footholds and Age-old New

 They wander about for food and growl if they are not satisfied.
But as for me, I shall sing of Your strength; 
Yes, I shall joyfully sing of Your lovingkindness in the morning, 
For You have been my stronghold 
And a refuge in the day of my distress.
O my strength, I will sing praises to You; 
For God is my stronghold, 
the God who shows me lovingkindness. 

The dark veil rends
And from the line
At the base of the sky
Mercy extends light's soft incline
From God
To you and I

Before twilight
Will tuck its hem
Around the girth of earth
I wonder what time will unfold
From this age-old
New birth

Dawn’s fresh foothold
Is pink and gold
It’s lark-song ladder spills
Up through new blue
Into the true and perfect

© Janet Martin

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