We Reach

To pick a flower we must reach...

We reach; thought speaks the heart

The heart cups oceans, love

The oceans of Want, wish and need

Breeds our reaching-glove

Morning; it offers More

Where yesterday took flight

We reach twixt After and Before

To drink day’s dying light

Darling, a beggar begs

A dreamer dreams and dreams

A poet dreams and begs, then dregs

The reaches of thought-streams

Will Will and Want subside

Before we close our eyes

Unchained from reach of learn and teach

And life-breath reaching sighs?

Nay, nay, for then pray, pray

What would the dreamer do?

A beggar begs for more than bread

We reach from old to New

…and thereby we grow old

The fount of living red

With mercy; we beseech and reach

God breaks our daily bread

© Janet Martin

God has laid our More on morning’s platter. We reach for more than bread…

I reached to pull back the covers, reached for a light, clothes, cupboard door, coffee mug, the bread for school-lunches…methinks life is a sequence of reaching…

In order to take, we first must reach.

We cannot reach into nothing for,

 ...wherever we reach, God is.

In the Sunday School class I teach we learned about the Fall of Man on Sunday...we talked about what we thought Eden must have been like. Food was free for the taking; a platter of perfection and all Adam and Eve needed was within reach! But they decided, after being deceived that the One Thing they wanted was the thing God told them 'Thou shalt not'. they reached that fateful reach, and ate from the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil; perfection was no more. Sin had entered the world through disobedience...as we read the verses where God punishes the Serpent, Adam and Eve,

one student remarked, 'Wow! Eve (or woman) sure got off a lot easier than Adam (or man)

Adam/men have to work and sweat every day but Eve/women just have to do their suffering once in a while...;))