Countdown

 

The countdown to wedding is now three weeks! Busy today making treats for their stag and doe tonight...

We touch life’s moments often without thought

Elusive countdown from unknown to known

This Intangible by which Time is wrought

Trickles to earth from Love’s merciful throne

Ethereal portions of grief and delight

Waking and sleeping they slip out of sight

Cosmic inception, its miniscule glance

Grazes our skin and dissolves in a sigh

Measureless moment, how blithely you dance

From fantasy to eternity’s sky

Flesh and blood fortune we never can see

Giving and taking in soft symmetry

Comfort and sorrow, how close they align

The course of moments cannot be reversed

By the same measure of laughter’s design

Blows the ill-wind oft lamented and cursed

Countdown of obscure velocity

Over Time’s landscape to eternity

© Janet Martin

The ‘hour-glass’ reminds me with each sparkle and lilt

How softly and gently a lifetime is spilt