May is flying by in a flurry of hellos and farewells
and smiles and tears...
and much to do!!
The dust we till, hustles a loom that never quite conforms
To want-and-wishing's wistful whims;
How gray-gold-greenly moments spill and meld to Nevermore
Today's gush of gossamer twill so briefly held before
Ephemeral and eternal, are deftly intertwined
Tangible to intangible as echoes strew behind
Life's dues of give and take weave so much more than meets the eye
Love's hues sparkle and ache and grin and groan with my-oh-my
How soon the little boy and girl sheds childhood's innocence
How surely choices lilt and swirl, unfurling Consequence
Ephemeral and eternal, Time's subtle shuttle hums
As both brutal and beautiful to Bygone's cast succumbs
As morn, moment by moment weds with yester-scapes of death
As God's unfailing purpose threads through every gifted breath
...where every hour bursts with blooms that fade like flower-storms
The dust we till, hustles a loom that never quite conforms
To want-and-wishing's wistful whims; while moments spill and meld
Weaving with wisps that flare and dim, a lifetime briefly held
Ephemeral and eternal, where no two days the same
Tune flurries of hello-farewell no one can curb or tame
Leaving so much to ponder with each season rise and fall
As smiles and tears grow fonder with the Briefness of it all
Janet Martin
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