Sunday, January 17, 2021

Time Travel-ers


Time teases today's tableau with a topper of brooding blue...


Time’s tender, slender blip that slips its seasons through our skin 
Launches from yonder mothership, dawn’s Beauty of Begin 
It shakes out starry tresses, wakening our wonder to 
The Faithfulness that blesses us with breath of day brand-new 

Time’s wonder-full and sorrow-full and colorful collage 
Turns temporary Today into echo-decoupage 
The beautiful and terrible inevitably meld 
Into mem’ry-mosaics of moments we briefly held 

Time’s fragile, agile, potent, voracious velocity 
That no one can deny though time itself, no one can see 
Is the gifted bestowal from He to Whom we owe all 
Though some deny the Existence of The Invisible 

Time’s one-and-only, sometimes lonely, lovely thoroughfare 
Is quite a holy day and night appointed here to Where 
There is no turning back the clock to refill its fair fount 
Thus, this should be the impetus to make each moment count 

For Time is like a ledge that holds the candle-stick of life 
Death is the lurking wedge that wields its mantle, like a knife 
And when the flame is snuffed that stands between love and the goal 
Time is the ash that rend the sash that unveils God and Soul 

© Janet Martin 

Eccles.3:11

He has made everything beautiful in its time.
 He has also set eternity in the human heart;
 yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.



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