Winter Morning Medley

The skyline spreads a feast for hungry eyes

Hope’s waking hush brushes soft sleep away

Harsh scream of blue-jay rakes the melting skies

Duty in urgent whispers threads the day

Eager to spill its blend of gray and gold

From lilting moments into memory’s mold

Ethereal circle of morning to night

Begins its daily circuit east to west

Mirthless medley of winter-wizened white

Dons pastel paths of coffee-flavored zest

The hub of Hope and Dream implores and dares

Us to throw off the weight of yester-cares

Temporal touch-down, glory-gilded tears

Laugh-lines of life etched boldly on our brow

Sweet home-spun symphony strums atmospheres

Unfurling golden highways on the snow

We pray the Lord our stumbling feet to keep

Until we close our eyes in that last sleep

© Janet Martin 

Wishing you all kinds of Wonder-full this week! 

Lord, bless this Monday morning

and as we rush to 'do'

Love's duty-splendor-ed service 

Teach us to trust in You.