I’ve come to the conclusion that each season is the best
That beauty knows know bounds and that it never takes a rest
That the best things in life are free; tis up to you and I
To not miss out on happiness, that money cannot buy
…but, treasure the fleet measure of each season as it skims
The place of our existence with a host of worship hymns
…tucked into nooks and crooks and splashed sky and countryside-wide
No matter where we look God is impossible to hide
…and, I’ve come to the conclusions as the seasons run and run
If wonder cast a shadow, we would never see the sun
© Janet Martin
Eccles. 12:13-14
Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter:
Fear God, and keep his commandments:
for this is the whole duty of man.
For God shall bring every work into judgment,
with every secret thing,
whether it be good,
or whether it be evil.
Beautiful poetry and pictures!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a bountiful garden!!
Thankyou for the blessing of your words.
thank-you and you're welcome! Truly *' One is nearer God's heart in a garden
DeleteThan anywhere else on earth...'!! ( *poem; Dorothy Frances Gurney)