His Loving Proof

Poetic Bloomings invites us to attempt the Cascade form

(use each line in your first stanza as the last line in each following stanza)

The whisper of a new day yearns

On morning’s far ephemeral brink

The velvet veil of midnight’s deep

Dons pastel borders of soft pink

The past whereon we dreamed and danced

Is sealed, no refunds, no returns

But oh, the grace of second chance

…the whisper of a new day yearns

From astral streams hope’s halo beams

Time dips its quill into love’s ink

It’s signature of mercy gleams

On morning’s far ephemeral brink

The gossamer of purple mist

Embellishes the supine sweep

Of slumber’s bliss; mute murmurs kiss

The velvet veil of midnight’s deep

Ah, what is man that God approves  

Our offerings of splattered ink

His grace in glorious, loving proof

Dons pastel borders of soft pink

© Janet Martin

 When I consider your heavens,
    the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
    which you have set in place, 
 what is mankind that you are mindful of them,
    human beings that you care for them?

Ps. 8: 3-4