Monday, April 23, 2018

Human G-r-r-r-Race

PAD Challenge 23: For today’s prompt, write an action poem. So many actions are available to the poet: singing, running, clapping, working, and–umm–poeming. 
Yes, there’s a world of possibility today–all ready to act.

Some call it a rat-race, some call it a drag
Where God unfurls morning like a heaven-flag
To we, privileged partakers of give and take
Soul heir, but not sole heir to choices we make

How soft through our touch slips the silk ilk of Day
It authors our Oh-no and hip-hip-hooray
That some call a rat-race and some call a drag
Some stumble, more humble; some coast, gloat and brag

Some take all they can and not once tip their hat
To the Higher Hand that grants life’s This and That
Some live love-astonished by His unrestraint
While some run nerves ragged with constant complaint

Some call it pure luck and some call it pure grace
This dust-to-dust Must of hope-trust human race
But what-who-where-when and however we be
Time is but the throughway to Eternity

© Janet Martin

  Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, 
as faithful stewards of God’s grace in its various forms. 
1 Pet.4:10 

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