Moment-Heirs

 

Thank you God, you give us each day, 

not dumped in one lump sum, but released in moments...

Moments, so that midst life's musts 

we can take a moment or three to pause...

to peer through petal-panes...

to sip a cuppa beauty-bliss

to 'book' a flight (and vacation vicariously)

Before it slips away; today

Leaving no telling trace behind

Of footprints in the hardened clay

Of scenes of yesterday, be kind 

How subtle is the sum/thrum of life

Borne on unbridled tides of air

Like coursing rivers, running rife

With ways to spend life’s moment-fare

How soft today's moments arrange

Memento-molds, invaluable

How swift morrow’s moments estrange

Us from moments, still malleable

…let’s pray, before it is too late

To reach for what none can erase

That God would help us sense the weight

Of moments as they fall in place

The scenes of yesterday are set

Its disbursement of moments through

Once more God grants today's fresh Yet

To heirs of moments, wet with dew

Janet Martin

Ps.103:15-17

As for man, his days are like grass;
As a flower of the field, so he flourishes.
 For the wind passes over it, and it is [b]gone,
And its place remembers it no more.
 But the mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting
On those who fear Him,