Joy-Quest #2

The Poet constantly finds him/herself torn between

the beauty of duty...

and the duty of beauty

Beauty preserved in poetry to relive and re-love !

Through showrooms diamond-dazzled crowned with boundless majesty

The way from here to There runs through Creation's gallery

Where work would often blind us if we didn't find a way

To pull the cart behind while finding joy in today

The earth is filled with glory spilling from the Artist's brush

We, all part of His story should not fret so much, or rush

Where people can perplex us and trouble will have its say

Still, let's not let it vex us but focus on joy today

The art of celebration does not need to wait until

Morrow's special occasions our cups of joy to fill

But rolling like a mist-kissed sea in generous re-lease

Dawn grants fresh opportunity to find joy's masterpiece

The more we try to teach the heart to make the most of Now

The more we cannot learn the art of keeping score, somehow

While being humbly grateful for bread, buttered on one side

We find a heaping plateful of Yet, waiting to be tried

Morning-glory unstoppered rolls through showrooms, diamond-glazed 

The way from here to There should leave us joyfully amazed

Where work could often blind us if beauty would not astound

As joy gently reminds us to just pause and look around 

Janet Martin~

Today's 'joy-ride' swept by 

and the poem I roughly drafted this morning...

...is now a vesper hymn

Dishes washed, 

tea waiting to be tasted