Friday, November 10, 2017

Going Somewhere after This?

PAD Challenge day 10: For today’s prompt, write a going somewhere poem.

 nothing is ours to keep soon all things melt like snow
an intangible echo-heap of living's come and go...

Remember Him before the silver cord is broken and the golden bowl is crushed, 
the pitcher by the well is shattered and the wheel at the cistern is crushed;  
and the spirit will return to God who gave it.

nothing is ours to keep 
still we, merchants of dust
 harvest, harbor, have-hold and heap
 hands and hearts with its Must

whispers of wanderlust
turn into wonder when
we pause to marvel at what God
entrusted to mere men

...then we should choke on boast
and humbly call to mind
the thing we should remember most
in mere moments designed

...that after this we go
To God; there is no doubt 
that this is simply the intro
To what life is about

© Janet Martin

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