Thursday, June 21, 2018

A Temporary 'House'

  But as it is written:

“Eye has not seen, nor ear heard,
Nor have entered into the heart of man
The things which God has prepared for those who love Him.”
1 Cor. 2:9
(wow! we sure will be in for a treat, huh?! Impossible to imagine!)

The Hand that pours the footing where
Our Here and Now is lent
Siphons elements of thin air
Into Time’s firmament

Its phantom frame that wafts in space
And we fill with response
Will soon fade to a resting place
Only echoes ensconce

These walls of breeze or bully gale
These floors of sand and grass
These halls where Wonder parts its veil
Shape rooms that come…to pass

This roof of morning’s mercy-bliss
And high noon’s blue, blue bars
And twilight’s flaming farewell kiss
And midnight’s froth of stars

Is but a temporary view
A Throughway God extends
That leads (if we believe) into
A day that never ends

© Janet Martin

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