Do you ever struggle to accepts signs of the 'season'...
Yes, it's beautiful but yes, it feels too soon!
but then, that's the thing about winter...it sneaks up on us while
we are living life's spring, summer and fall!
What we sowed in seasons prior
What we sought, held and let go
Glows like embers of a fire
Strewed like leaves across first snow
Every low-blow, every highlight
Fades like footprints on the beach
Washed away with waves of twilight
To a shoreline out of reach
What we have is bound to follow
What we chased, embraced, released
Carves an intangible hollow
Filled with crumbs after the feast
With the signs we sense the season
Hello harbors fond farewell
Stirring in us sacred reason
To live each day very well
© Janet Martin
Luke 12:55-56
…And when the south wind blows, you say, ‘It will be hot,’ and it is.
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