yesterday's snow-squalls have tucked today beneath a thin white sheet
Unrelenting blending, winding
Binding what was new to old
Finding, where dusk drew yon awning
New day dawning, gray or gold
Blushing, rushing phantom river
Coursing through a flue of dreams
Forcing future to the suture
Of Bygone’s unyielding seams
Over, under, woe and wonder
Easing seasons to thin air
Teasing reason’s raging hunger
With un-plundered thoroughfare
Urging to emerging, surging
Streams rife with life’s latest Must
Dreams still pending, wending, mending
Maybes with rekindled trust
…where we stand on sands of gloaming
Washed by foaming Bittersweet
Crashed by waves that heave then vanish
Over graves and under feet
Reaching, teaching, students learning
Caught in yearning’s undertow
Not to grip the drip too tightly
But hold lightly then let go
Lest midst hug-and-tug-sparked duels
Fueling fixed aftermath
You or I miss God’s kiss-jewels
Strewing Today's Very Path
© Janet Martin
Today's To-do list for the household of faith...
2 Cor.16:13-14
Be on your guard;
stand firm in the faith;
be courageous;
be strong.
Do everything in love.
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