February debuted in a blaze of glory!
A picture of perfection is a morning, mercy-kissed...
Across the seam where earth and heavens fuse new day is drawn
Conflagration of blush and blues crescendo; it is dawn
The brunt of Being braces for fresh graces, soon the art
Of gossamer-like faces pressed to windows of the heart
A glamorous delight is kindled on yon hearth of pink
First rush of silence mingles with brushes and wells of ink
So, we delay the pressures of love’s dawn to dusky gait
Worship partakes of pleasures only God can orchestrate
A little like a flower breaks the bud once hard and cold
The trembling of an hour wakens petals that unfold
In sight and scent profusion like sweet honeysuckle mist
A picture of perfection is a morning, mercy-kissed
A little like an arbor spangled with hope’s purest wines
Like lower heights entangled in tendrils from Heaven-vines
Today tumbles in fairness, not from some strange far-off place
But, (oh, humbling awareness) from the garden of God’s grace
© Janet Martin
Thankful to be feeling, not best, but much better!
Thank-you everyone who expressed concernđź’—
and thy faithfulness reacheth unto the clouds.
Lam.3:40-41
Let us search out and examine our ways,
And turn back to the Lord;
Let us lift our hearts and hands
To God in heaven.
And turn back to the Lord;
Let us lift our hearts and hands
To God in heaven.
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