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Wednesday, October 12, 2022

Winnowed World



Satisfy us in the morning with your unfailing love, 
 that we may sing for joy and be glad all our days.
Psalm 90:14

Without More to live for than This
life would be a leap of lack! 
But by the grace of God
we may sing for joy
and be glad all our days!

Time's season-circuit seems to spin faster and faster
as the years fly by...
I feel like I just planned and planted this year's gardens
and already we are gathering its final fare
and 'tucking' flower-haunts in for a nap!






Season-circuits sweep the surface
Of the earth and disappear
Before-after, sorrow-laughter
Meld in mementos of Here
Soft and subtle, brusque rebuttal
Grinds the gears of live-and-learn
Bitter-sweeter, dusk-defeater
Fuels flues of No Return

Buds and flowers, barren bowers
Season-circuit spins and spills
Giving, taking, sleeping, waking
Want and wonder taunts and thrills
One door opens while one closes
Rearranging points of view
Rush of roses soon exposes
Dust to dust’s inherent due

Tend to duty bent with beauty
Dazzling dreamlands laid to waste
Working, playing, hoping, praying
Lingering while hours haste
Sacred splendor, mean and tender
Keens the crux of have and hold
Kind and cruel binding duel
Weans Time’s tux of autumn-gold

Where the embers of September’s
Mellow, yellow flickers fade
Where the mettle of the petal
Falls like music-notes soft-played
Where the flurry of our hurry
Stirs a blur of Must-to-mist
Unfurled, winnowed world of windows
Full of faces farewell-kissed

© Janet Martin












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