Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Who Knows What An Hour Brings?




Swift the seamless tide of seasons
Ordained order of the earth
Falls prey to the interchanging
Changeless laws of death and birth

What is old and what is newness
Falls through fingers, ne’er held fast
Vexing us in the awareness
Of ever-impending Past

No permission sought, or pardon
Time tries green-leaf innocence
Where earth, planted like a garden
Startles us with its advance

Learning hello and good-bye, love
Fills and hollows human hearts
Tomorrow and yesterday, love
Are always Today apart

Touch Today with sacred fervor
Where the stream of seasons sings
Both hello and good-by hover
Who knows what an hour brings?

© Janet Martin

I held my uncle's hand and words failed both of us...for the hour of his wife's departure had come far more quickly than expected and such sorrow is shared without words...


Monday, June 22, 2015

Ah, Summer








We celebrated Father's Day and the first day of summer at the Toronto Bluejay's game. It was a fun game to watch...lots of hits and runs!

Baltimore
Orioles
(36-33)
13
Toronto
Blue Jays
(37-34)
9
Summer rolls out her green carpet
For Guests at an informal ball
Sprawled beneath a blue umbrella
Topping earth’s bloom-and-belle hall

Summer uncurls yellow laughter
Anticipation is a girl
Giggling her way through each chapter
Where bloom-and-belle hellos unfurl

Summer becomes her; the ribbons
Of breeze through tree-tops waft noon-soft
Teasing hours and flowers grinning
With bloom-belles that once snowflakes quaffed

Summer, earth’s reply to winter
Summer, earth’s song to the soul
Summer, the dreamer’s forever
Summer, a love-letter world

© Janet Martin


To the Lordship of Eternity





Sometimes, my lord, we tremble at the very thought of Thence
And how the vow of things to come will not keep us apart
Somewhere beyond this pond of sky-blue-eyed indifference
You wait, Formless Supremacy, to quell the human heart

…and what is man against the span of Unfathomable?
You hover, covering the imminence of what will be
With what Is; and sometimes Time’s teeny tick and tock can lull
Us to complacency, distracted by mortality

The Great Debaters challenge you; you never say a word
Your existence no one can prove, yet everyone must guess
At your vastness; some jeer at fear of you, still undeterred
You loom; we groom thought-images of baffled emptiness

My Lord, the loudness of Today cannot shut out for long
Death’s silence and Hereafter where life’s laughter and its tears
Inevitably lead to you; the On and On and On
Of ten thousand years but a day; a day ten-thousand years

© Janet Martin



What Then, My Love, What Then? (a question of utmost importance!)

Internet is too slow for pics;(

When all the days that we have known are melted into Yore
And Past is that Last steppingstone into Forevermore
When all the summer-longs are gone and all the winters thrust,
Pray tell, what then, when sons of men lay down this garb of dust?

When we join death’s begotten where forgotten ages roll
And all that yet remains of us is our undying soul
And even those who once loved us lie as we in That When
Of on and on and on and on, pray tell, my love, what then?

When all we deem important falls like soiled and crumpled socks
And nothing that we do can woo the etiquette of clocks
When Choice has sealed its freedom and The Voice from Heaven hails
As grace resigns its sympathy and Mercy seals its grails

...what then, my love, what then, when that last, Awesome Exhale bows?
When Repentance or Unbelief acquaints us with our vows
Will that last breath called Death unveil for us Heaven or Hell?
And if we think we will escape, what then, my love, pray tell?

© Janet Martin

Pay Attention to Salvation
…For if the word spoken through angels proved unalterable, and every transgression and disobedience received a just penalty, how will we escape if we neglect so great a salvation? After it was at the first spoken through the Lord, it was confirmed to us by those who heard, God also testifying with them, both by signs and wonders and by various miracles and by gifts of the Holy Spirit according to His own will.

Do you know Jesus?
 Salvation is found in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given to mankind by which we must be saved." Acts 4:12