We Should Remember....where we're headed for!

 One of my all-time favorite hymns sung by one of my all-time favorite singers!

Because we are visitors

To this blue dot shore

We should remember

Where we’re headed for

And then, as we travel

From here to there

We should remember

To journey with care

Because this passage

Holds but one guarantee

We should remember;

Eternity

© Janet Martin

 Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom. Ps.90:12

Nib's End quoted the above verse in a comment and it's been in my head ever since, along with something else she wrote here:

  " I had visions of sitting alongside the Serpentine with a sandwich and novel for an hour or two..."

...and I know exactly how she felt! A little like looking back to where I had visions of doing this or that but Time insisted we move on before I had a chance to do so...here on this journey through life!

The Return of You and I

It’s thinking time; soft, soft you climb

Into the chamber of my thought

And suddenly the ivory

Of rib and skull are echo-fraught

Like a cradle filled with pieces

Tendered to love’s lullaby

I can feel you; thought releases

The return of you and I

Thought is both pastor and villain

Time steals with its giving hand

Innocence; saved for the children

Building castles in the sand

Past is put to pasture, but oh

Every little now and then

Thinking-time unbars its latch and

Draws thought to ‘remember when…’

Somehow I cannot detain you

I don’t really want to try

For then how else could I suffer

The return of you and I

© Janet Martin

Tedious jobs, like picking mint leaves from stems render thinking-time. How old are we when the see-saw in our heads tilts to the Past rather than the future...to what was rather than what will be...?
I like a fine balance of dreaming forward and looking-back learning;-)

Living Proof...

In our speech of

Give and taking

Touch and tasting

Thus, we prove

Without words

This proclamation;

Who the God is

That we love

© Janet Martin

Summer State of Mind

Cup ‘o sweet tea

Hint ‘o lemon

Splashed in sunbeam

To Time's glass

Ruffle of

Laughter from heaven

Runs its touch

Across the grass

Half-shut eyelids

Tilted God-ward

Where He spills

Time’s perfect blue

Without reservation

Love-song

On a sky-wide avenue

Poetry

Pulses In flowers

Or in bowers

Washed with rain

Happiness requires

Nothing

But the moment

We are in

It is summer.

Who could ask for

Anything but

Perhaps this;

Let the hour

Bleed more slowly

Because of
What

Summer

Is…

© Janet Martin

This poem was inspired by this picture here...

When Former Disappears...

We didn't know whether to laugh or cry last week after the 18th hole (what a riveting finish those last few holes were); we couldn't help but cheer for both Spieth and Johnson and therefore felt heartbreak and happiness. a picture of life; mourning and celebration juxtaposed...

Then feed today with laughter

And water it with tears

For soon it joins the aftermath

Of Past’s sun-shadow spheres

This slip of skin and dreamer’s dust

Determines so much more

Than momentary wanderlust

Hinged to an Awesome Door

And on the other side of it

Eternal eons roll

And no one is exempt from That

Home waiting for the soul

Then bend the knee with kindness, love

And bow the head in prayer

To God whose mercy blesses us

On earth with heavenly care

…and feed today with laughter, love

Or water it with tears

These are the things that God speaks of

'When Former disappears'

© Janet Martin

Here, in love, we catch glimpses of heaven and in hatred, glimpses of hell...

God's love has made a way so none need miss Heaven. Have you found it?

Jesus said, I am the way, the Truth and the Life. No man comes to the Father but by Me. John 14:6

 And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away. Rev. 21:4