In Good Hands

PAD Challenge day 8

For today’s prompt, we’re on our second two-for-Tuesday prompt. So pick one, combine both prompts into one poem, or write two (or more) different poems. Here are the prompts:

• Write a nothing will be the same poem. A poem about moment after which nothing will ever be the same, because everything will change. Or…
• Write a nothing will ever change poem. Maybe you’re in the camp of “the more things change, the more they stay the same.” So while things change, they don’t–not really. Or do they? How can things change and not change? I’m confusing myself.

In the broad sense nothing changes

Winter follows fall

But on smaller scales, love, nothing

Stays the same at all

Time’s incessant night-day circuit

Gleans with rise and set

Rock-bottom and cloud-nine gifted

Milestones we forget

Birth and death; earth’s grand game-changers

Reminds us of this;

Nothing, no matter how humdrum

Remains like it is

When we look into the mirror

Old as we may be

Point and fact becomes much clearer

In the face we see

We cannot go back, my darling

Time runs but one way

Fortune is the simple learning

To cherish Today

Futile to fear or cling vainly

To what years estrange

Better to embrace The Daily

Hinged to constant change

Dawn is like a flawless rhinestone

Blazoning from space

God, its faithful Giver never

Alters love and grace

© Janet Martin

 Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to day, and for ever.
Heb.13:8

...so, no matter what happens today,
we are in Good Hands!