Where Verge and Dirge Merge...

 Thinking of/praying for the Tippett family today as they hold a memorial service for Kara.

In this fast-forward arrangement of hours

No one can see the full bloom its bud holds

Even in gathering fistfuls of flowers

Verge and dirge merge where a lifetime unfolds

Silhouette-sketches etched on yon horizon

Presses new pages to sunrise-sunset

Stunning the wanderer pausing to listen

Hello and farewell, fine-tuned minuet

Time never seems at a loss for fresh kisses

It never dulls its greeting of Today

…soon unknown is that which thought reminisces

Fresh-planted memories on life’s pathway

Come, before Nevermore rushes, a breaker

Over this seemingly ongoing Thing

Time, at the mercy of Giver and Taker

Ceases by one Awesome cutting of string

© Janet Martin

Time is a garden on the threshold of Forever...