Thursday, September 15, 2016

The World Rings With Poetry





What lovely things each new day brings
To stir a sing-song in the heart
Bud full of bloom, dell full of plume
Earth’s living-room full of God-art
A cup of tea, sky-poetry
A melody of breeze in trees,
A holly-hock, a jolly walk
Through clock-tick-tock-soon-memories

What happiness is waiting, yes,
The best and worst of us must look
For Time’s hooray is on display
Each day just like a picture-book
With turn of page we learn, we age
The sage silvers along the banks
Where once we chased with eager haste
What now we taste with fervent thanks

What grace allows each wondrous Now
The orchard bows with harvest-hymns
The woodland sheds its green for reds
In weathered beds, goldenrod brims
Where old and new and gold and blue
Unfold, for you and me to see
What lovely things each new day brings
…the whole world rings with poetry

© Janet Martin
 O LORD, how manifold are thy works! 
in wisdom hast thou made them all: 
the earth is full of thy riches.
 Ps. 104:24





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