Thursday, May 24, 2012

Thoughts Gleaned from a Dandelion Field



…on prayer
There is power in numbers
And power in prayer
Together they form
A gossamer stair
With angels descending
In legions sublime
More countless in number
Than seeds on the wind

…on attitude
Self-pity blights the single bloom
Compassion enriches eons
Its after-effects filling earth’s living-room
Like ocean’s of dandelions


…on planting
The bud, the bloom, and back to seed
So is this life in thought and deed

…on harvest
These are not solitary blooms, the deeds we do
Or moments to be taken for granted
But gifts to be cherished for some day we will view
The field that once we planted

They drift upon the winds that play
...the kind words you spoke
yesterday...

If we could count each dandelion seed
I wonder how many there'd be
No matter the number it would be nothing more
Than a wink in eternity...

© Janet Martin

For this reason we must pay much closer attention to what we have heard, so that we do not drift away from it. Hebrews 2:1

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