Mercy-Medley

The landscape brims with nature’s hymns

The hillside with wild flower

And in the dell the drenched brook swells

With song after the shower

The holly-hocks in wandering flocks

Blooms where its seed awakens

The gardens surge with summer’s splurge

And shady banks with bracken

The little lad leaps from his bed

To chase a day-dream’s beauty

He does not scan the half-breath span

Twixt childhood’s dance and duty

Across the lawn dawn’s shadow’s spawn

A virgin breadth of chances

Soon dusk will veil its green regale

And seal its recompenses

But now the rush of moments blush

In morning-measure glowing

We touch the sod and trust our God

For mercy’s kind bestowing

© Janet Martin

It is so nice to see the sun after a week of cloudy or rainy mornings! Last year we had droughts and this year we have floods! It is not ours to ask God why...