Friday, August 17, 2018

A Rhyme About Time...it's touch-and-such




Time is fleet of foot, love
Wind-song in green leaves
Everything it gives, love
In time it retrieves

Everything it teaches
Becomes nothing much
Unless knowledge reaches
From heads into touch

...and unless it changes
The way we use ‘Now’
Time simply estranges
The hand from the plow

© Janet Martin  

 Teach us to number our days,
    that we may gain a heart of wisdom.
Ps.90:12


2 comments:

Thank you always for your visit and your thoughts.