Fond Yonder-World of 'Soon'

Yesterday afternoon on our south-facing deck in a cozy crook of sunshine

 I wiggled my toes (and blew my nose, due to sudden head cold) 

profoundly taken by an immense Sense of Impending Soon!

Celestial rivers meandered overhead...

Perhaps, due in part because

it's been a less-than-normal snowy winter so far,

stoking thoughts with bucolic scenes of 'Soon'

In a fond, yonder-world of ‘Soon’

Unravels summer’s afternoon

Uncurls a river, silver-bent

Unfurls earth’s mirth of winter spent

Unwinds a lane, wildflower-fringed

Beyond a gaping gate unhinged

Leading through lilac hedge and tress

To front row seats to happiness

To loiter where daffodils sway

To climb the young, green hills of May

To leap like lambs, with joy because

The world rings/sings with Winter That Was

...where pockets jingle, full of June

In a fond, yonder-world of ‘soon’

Where brooks chuckle, content to glide

Without hype, through the countryside

To welcome we who once were wishin’

For yellow dusk, perfect for fishin’

For zephyr-soft caress to brush

Our pallid cheek with sun-kissed flush

And to be humbled by a prize

Of bursting buds beneath blue skies

And to be sweetly glad because

Twilight is later than it was

…where the fond, yonder-world of ‘Soon’

That cheered a dull, chill afternoon

Has rent the veil that held at bay

Laughter of barefoot child at play

And countless little pleasantries

Bidding us take an hour’s ease

To revel ‘neath the influence

Of bloom-imbibed exuberance

Enchanted by a brimming world

Of nature’s orchestras unfurled

In melodies and colours of

A Composer whose name is Love

…who stirs in us a yearning croon

For a fond, yonder-world of ‘Soon’

Where pastures green and waters still

Unmarred by grief and pain will spill

Where farewell’s tear will never dim

The eye, no solemn parting hymn

Will sever ties that briefly bound

Us to a time, four-season-crowned

With here and there a glimpse for we

Who dream of how Heaven will be

Then faith does not lose heart because

Soon this will be the world that was

© Janet Martin

With here and there a glimpse for we

Who dream of how Heaven will be...

Heaven-

Rev.21:4

He will wipe every tear from their eyes. 

There will be no more death 

or mourning 

or crying 

or pain,

 for the old order of things 

has passed away.”