Birthday Card

Fresh frame of hope stirs, imparting its reach

To unmarked pages of lessons to teach

Up from our slumber we rise to embrace

 The soft unveiling of mercy’s washed face

God’s gracious guidance of Light does not fail

Dawn’s woven wonder in soundless exhale

Melts into morning the darkest of night

Stunning our gaze with its faithful delight

Stitched to the vesture of past, yesterday

Will not torment us again with its fray

But from love’s wellspring that never runs dry

Beauteous advent of Day fills the sky

What will the color of its garment be?

What will it spill to fill vast history?

Momentous miracle, blue, gold and gray

God-granted gift in the birth of Today

© Janet Martin

Of Miracles and Majesty

Borne on a Hand eye cannot see

A miracle unfurls

Upon a formless canopy

Above a slumbering world

The Artist spreads His master-piece

Across the silent deep

As miracles of hope increase

And draw us from our sleep

Proof of His grace breathes on the dark

And melts its shroud away

The sojourner beneath embarks

Upon another day

Borne on a Hand we cannot see

A miracle unfurls

As mercy’s glorious majesty

Brings Light unto the world

© Janet Martin

Watching the dawn unfold...

from deep dark nothings

pink, blue and gold 

unfurl

Miraculous Masterpiece...

  

Miracles Happen

Just when you’re thinking that miracles don’t happen
They do
Right in the middle of life plain and mundane
There’s You
And all we need is to open our eyes
And it doesn’t take long to realize
The world is brimming and bountiful
And overflowing with miracles

The bud that was tightly sealed yesterday
Softly unfolds
A miracle revealed in breath-taking display
For mankind to behold
A small child’s warm arms wrap around us so tight
The breeze parts the clouds to release brilliant sunlight
We see heaven’s glory mirrored in a smooth puddle
And know it can only be a miracle

In the face of tragedy mankind must respond
And they do
As countless miracles abound
Seen only by You
Love reminds us that it will not fail
The past is behind us and cannot prevail
You are still compassionate and merciful
Showering us tenderly with miracles

Janet~