Made For More Than This...

This fragile existence

Is precious because

Nothing remains for long

Just as it was

Through our bearing

Each day disappears

An intimate wearing of

Laughter and tears

Beggar and borrower

Brushes this sod

But for a glimmer on

Our way to God

Today is all we have

And ever will

Holding and molding what

Echoes soon spill

Darling, tomorrow is

Too far away

This fragile bearing was

Made for today

…and its fragile fading

Is sacred and dear

A precious preface to

Why we are here

© Janet Martin

 Hop over and see the spring-masterpieces that Jen's sod is brushed with here

where the Light of the world is greater than all its darkness!