Monday, May 21, 2018

Thunder of Wonder When...



 (the photos that helped to inspire this particular post are locked in my camera 
until 'the unofficial borrower' of my camera-cord returns from a weekend get-away)😐
Oh well, lots in the archives because the well of wonder is in constant replenishment!

When morning’s silver scepter rends night’s onyx ocean, oh
When wonder’s intangible nectar fends want’s vertigo

When bud gives birth to earthy glimpses of yon paradise
When shame accepts love’s worthiness when Mercy sanctifies

When spring crowns brown and charcoal silence with green-golden swell
And dapples pink to apple orchards, purple to the dell

When Hope that is not seen is keened within the human breast
By Someone bigger than fear’s fiends that never seem to rest

When baby breaks the bonds of Mystery and mother’s arms
Are filled with joy unspeakable beyond travail’s alarms

When blood-sealed promise heals the wound of Adam’s curse within
And Belief takes upon its back faith’s cross to follow Him

When quietness is broken by the cooing of a dove
When sorrow is the token of a severed life-long love

When far and wide the countryside is like a bride’s soft smile
When the groom first beholds Her beauty walking up the aisle

When we, often too willing to believe the worst are blessed
(If we believe) after death’s chilling Must, with Heaven’s best

When Character develops through the pruning of the ‘shoot’
Where childhood is the envelope that cups a tree of fruit

When life anoints the cadaver of winter-spent facade
And fills the halls of nature with the wonderment of God

When daffodil delights the hill that doffed white cloth somehow
When sight is humbled by the proof of God’s four-season vow

When who we were at first creation is not who we are
Because the Author of Salvation wears the Scapegoat’s scar

When, what may feel like far too late ‘neath judgment’s damning eye
By God’s kind grace is the cocoon before the butterfly

© Janet Martin


 How great are his signs, how mighty his wonders!
 His kingdom is an eternal kingdom; his dominion endures from generation to generation.
Daniel 4:3


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