Heaven Favors Earth With Gold

Heaven favors earth with gold

Morning pours from mercy’s hold

History and mystery

Are juxtaposed, its streams

Like a mystical embrace

Twixt, a new-day-gift of grace

Opportunity a sea

Full-bursting at its seams

Seasons splay upon earth's sod

My, the handiwork of God

Stuns our gaze and wanton ways

With pure and flawless touch

Where we spill our human need

Still He favors Adam’s seed

Touching dust with virgin Must

And heaven-granted Such

Heaven favors hunger’s street

Spills its gold beneath our feet

Does not leave our eyes to grieve

In endless dark, forgot

But dissolves night’s shuttered door

Stating, ‘let there be’ once more

Pouring gold, fold over fold

Upon earth’s wee blue dot

© Janet Martin