Just a few stitches of this weekend's tapestry...
Short Version
Woven with wisp of soft wind-song
Hope and heartache filigree
Echoes of hello and so long
Fragments of what used to be
Beauty’s blessing of beholding
Blooms, then petals as they fell
Wonder of a bud unfolding
Nature’s favorite miracle
Awed amazement and awareness
Of a season’s brevity
Wisdom’s painstaking preparedness
Folly’s careless apathy
Longing’s deep and utter yearning
Puppy dog chasing a ball
Wizened one and toddler learning
How to get up when they fall
Sunlight slanting through a window
Washed with rain that turned earth green
Tilling, planting fallow furrow
With faith’s evidence unseen
While summer slips into autumn
While fields fill with harvest-prime
Tapestry of life is woven
On a loom that we call time
© Janet Martin
Long Version...
Woven with wisp of soft wind-song
Hope and heartache filigree
Echoes of hello and so-long
Fragments of what used to be
Beauty’s blessing of beholding
Blooms, then petals soundless fall
Wonder of a bud unfolding
Nature’s favorite miracle
Rustle of leaf-vesper sighing
Where shadows and twilight meld
Bustle of workaday dying
Into navy, velvet veldt
Lilt of laughter, gilt of After-
Math in all its sundry forms
Rainbow lowered from yon rafter
Bent by He who cradles storms
Awed amazement and awareness
Of a season’s brevity
Wisdom’s painstaking preparedness
Folly’s careless apathy
Hush of diamond-dazzled daybreak
Rush of diamond-stippled stream
Plush of diamond-studded snowflake
Rush of diamond-starry dream
Longing’s deep and utter yearning
Puppy dog chasing a ball
Wizened one and toddler learning
How to get up when they fall
Hunger of both heart and belly
Thunder of both sky and soul
Gladness in a jar of jelly
Or a heaping popcorn bowl
Ever-changing panorama
Of cloud-vista overhead
Never-ending what-if-drama
Of expectation and dread
Sunlight slanting through a window
Washed with rain that turned earth green
Tilling, planting fallow furrow
With faith’s evidence unseen
...while summer turns into autumn
While fields brim with harvest-prime
Tapestry of life is woven
On a loom that we call Time
© Janet Martin
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