Though Autumn is Folding...

There is peace in The Knowing

That in life’s keen bestowing

Whether of nature, of body or soul

There is a Keeper

Whose visage runs deeper

He sets the pieces creating The Whole

Though autumn is folding

The frames we are holding

And youth-fantasy, like its leaf falls away

Time is a teacher

An earnest beseecher

Molding and shaping our doubtless decay

There is peace in The Knowing

In life’s moment-flowing

We are not pawns in a God-game of chance

But He knows each creature

For He is life’s Teacher

He knows our hearts and its deepest intents

Though autumn is folding

To vaults in Time’s holding

And moments fall soundless; as leaf to the sod

We trust The Keeper

Whose visage is deeper

As He sets the pieces; for He is God

© Janet Martin