Vapour Wrapping-Paper

Already today's wrapping has begun to fall away...

in wet, white flakes!

 
Psalm 36:7
How precious is Your loving devotion, O God, 

that the children of men take refuge in the shadow of Your wings.

Today, wrapped in fresh mercy metes its Unknown breath by breath

The wisp of yester-hopes-and-dreams is wrapped in Bygone’s breadth

The wonders of the world, soft-wrapped in morning’s misted gauze

In seasoned measure is unfurled before our rapt applause

Where whether we are wrapped in faith or fear as on we go

We all are wrapped in tender grace by He who loves us so

Longing, wrapped in the ache and pain of wanting what is not

Is wrapped up in the present loss and gain of what we’ve got

The hour, wrapped in moments sheds imminent mystery

The bloom wrapped in green casing waits until God sets its free

Where we are often wrapped up in what scope of sight unveils

Desire, wrapped in feeling often leaps then weeps and wails

Pity the one wrapped in Self-pity and its darkened gaze

Ah, we are all wrapped in the tender tangle of Time’s ways

Its breath-by-breath unfolding what is wrapped in common cares

Of dawn to dusk firm-molding what was wrapped in morning prayers

…or stares wrapped in the empty ache of Unbelief’s cold boast

Resisting to be wrapped in arms of He who loves us most

© Janet Martin