Thursday, January 7, 2016

On Thresholds To...

As long as God ordains the sky
With light, my love, then you and I
Must fight the fight; we dare not quit
Until our Master orders it

For soon the night returns to sweep
The roof of earth with starry deep
And this is Time; it paints the sod
With stepping stones that lead to God

The morning like a bloom unfolds
Breaking through dark in pink-rose- golds
What this day holds; only God knows
Some doors fling wide; some curtains close

…and we who live above the grave
Should do our best with what we have
While light of day and grace implore
On thresholds to...

© Janet Martin

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