Thursday, February 28, 2019

Learning and Learning


 Happy Final Day of February
The speed with which February zipped by is why I never dread winter or hurry along any season!
Months seem to pack up and disappear all too fast on their own.
Something recently reminded me how my own kids will always remember me old-ish,
never in the younger half of my life while Time sends youth packing 
midst laughing and scolding, kiss-hug and holding and all other mother-ish Love

This morning a young mom and I were guessing how her daughter might be tall
when she grows up because of the shape and size if her hands and feet
and it reminded me of those days when I would peer into the guessing-land of Future
visualizing the surreal that takes shape before our very eyes in ever-present plain-clothed surprise...
Sometimes I still find myself peering into that room full of shadows,
 wondering what kind of crinkly old woman I will be...crotchety or kind😀
 (Probably either, depending on the day)

Today's guessing-room bloomed into flower in colours other than gray, for a change!
Thank-you Lord, for the Unfailing Beauty of You!



Into a vague hollow
Of veiled worlds we peer
A room full of shadows,
Part hope and part fear

For morrow’s grownups
We work-fret-pray-fuss
While we evolve into
New versions of us

…joining ranks, older
Than yesterday’s force
Squaring our shoulders
To weather the course

Wondering whether
Hope’s silk-leather glove
Will hold us together
While we live, laugh, love

Taking a meeker
Approach to the hour
Always a seeker
Of buds filled with flow’r

Learning and learning
As Time sheds its fray
How soft the journey
Of life slips away

Learning and leaning
 With visage denied
 How trust is believing
That God will provide

Learning forever
That Life's lone return
Is proving we never
Grow too old to learn


© Janet Martin



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