Sunday, November 4, 2012

Just Beneath the Now





Just beneath the now
Awaits the ‘then’
We ought to handle it carefully
For it will not pass again

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Just beneath this present action
Is a test, don’t you know?
Because it is in our reaction to action
That our truest colors show

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 Just beneath frost-bitten flower
and dull November sod
rests the slumb'ring seed of springtime
waiting for the kiss of God


© Janet Martin


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