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Monday, August 19, 2019

Of Sacred Things...






Where summer’s flash of flowers brims
Where tasseled sash of harvest skims
Then dims like daylight on the west
And strews death’s silence with its jest
Where pedestals and pitfalls vie
Beneath the circle of the sky
Some make a sport of sacred things
Not knowing what the morrow brings
Where everlasting soul of man
Is set in skins of choice and plan
Where supple splash of hours spills
Into a cup of valves and wills
Before the last gasp fills the rift
Between the Giver and the gift

© Janet Martin

 For you have been born again, not of perishable seed, 
but of imperishable, through the living and enduring word of God.
but the word of the Lord stands forever.” 
And this is the word that was proclaimed to you.
1 Pet.1:23-25

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