Mondays, especially gray ones, especially during lockdowns
can feel a bit heavy some weeks,
but it takes the ebb and flow of high and low
to compose Masterpiece Adagios.
We are still in the middle of what could will be
a Masterpiece, if we put our faith in the
Forever Faultless, Faithful Keeper of fumbling 'composers'!
Where highs and lows compete
With shores that disappear
Where Today spreads a music sheet
Replete with Now and Here
Where love and longing spark
A strange adagio
Like waves that roll across the heart
In soulful ebb and flow
Where darksome, daily grind
And laughter, silver-teal
Will fill the bars soon left behind
With symphonies, surreal
Where what we have and hold
Is soon the wafting fray
Of melodies that fill the old
-en world of yesterday
Where swift, soft moments splay
Gilt lilt of high and low
To compose with notes of today
Morrow’s adagio
© Janet Martin
This morning's Daily Bread Devotion Bible Reading-
Psalm 121
I will lift up my eyes to the hills—
From whence comes my help?
2 My help comes from the Lord,
Who made heaven and earth.
3 He will not allow your foot to [a]be moved;
He who keeps you will not slumber.
4 Behold, He who keeps Israel
Shall neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The Lord is your [b]keeper;
The Lord is your shade at your right hand.
6 The sun shall not strike you by day,
Nor the moon by night.
7 The Lord shall [c]preserve you from all evil;
He shall preserve your soul.
8 The Lord shall preserve[d] your going out and your coming in
From this time forth, and even forevermore.
