Of Seasons and Doorways

Season-kaleidoscopes turn transient tides

Where we compose retrospect’s raw refrain

Rubric of laughter abruptly collides

With the appointments of sorrow and pain

Living and loving and learning we go

Over Time’s foot-hills, mountains, vales and plains

Sunshine and shadow in multi-shades flow

As seasons spiral One Constant remains

Mercy and grace in unfathomed purport

Gently embrace and succor and support

We bear witness with baffled acumen

Life’s whys and wherefores our intellect mutes

Gently the summertime is gathered again

Hallowed harvest as choice yields its fruits

We cannot pause or dissuade Death’s advent

Futile the babble of faithless disputes

Soft breath by half-breath our dust-mottled tent

Suffers the training of heaven’s recruits

As we gaze up to faith’s covenant-goal

Our flesh the brief cup of Immortal Soul

Can we efface winter, spring, summer, fall?

Who can refute Time’s encompassing will?

Then, who can hide when the Father will call?

Who dares refuse what Love came to fulfill?

Earth wears the colors of each season-shawl

We tread its heaven-cradled countenance

This is the stairway to Love’s All-in-all

And time, but the road to deliverance

Where now seasons veil what we cannot see

A doorway leading to eternity

Janet~

Ending and cutting many beans is an opportunity to think:)