Reality Check...Immortality's Beck and Call

Psalm 9:10
And those who know Your name will put their trust in You,
For You, O LORD, have not forsaken those who seek You.

Sometimes thought’s eager feet get stuck

In murky streets of mud and muck

And we need more than mere ‘good luck’

To get from here to there

Boast bows to taste the beggar’s crust

Death wows defenselessness of dust

Time flowers with need for more trust

Hearts bleed, greedy for prayer

The hand that lights dawn’s awesome wick

And cuts the dark night to the quick

Does not forsake us when the slick

Of hardship hobbles plans

Where this communal cup we drink

Of days dark gray, glazed with bright pink

Is spiked with reminders to think

Of more than wine and dance

For Mortal is straked with a toll

That wakes awareness of a soul

And makes us think about a goal

Beyond this hole-pocked spree

Of give and take and compromise

Where laughing lips and dream-starred eyes

Hold hands that strip us down to size

…soul’s immortality

© Janet Martin