This morning's here-and-now was quite messy, sticky and noisy!!!
this afternoon, thanks to naps the here-and-now is quieter and a little tidier!
...and a lot less cute😊
The best we have with which to serve, in present-essence
streams
The past is made of seasons cast, morrow, of hopes and
dreams
But here-and-now unveils the prow of opportunity
And darling, what becomes of it is up to you and me
Each circumstance is but a chance to drink from mercy’s
fount
Each day a gift that God will sift (we all will give account)
Failure, full of excuse would be a noose that stifles
cheer
But for God’s grace to help us face the charge of
now-and-here
The Loom that grants the bloom that plants the seeds of
daily grind
With give and take soon fills the wake of ages left
behind
Then how imperative to give the best we have, my dear
For life becomes its total sum with simple Now-and-Here
Whatever spills in thrills or ills wafts on the winds of
change
To fill a mold that none can hold and twilight will
estrange
The best we have with which to serve we dare not overlook
Lest then somehow we miss the wow here-and-now overtook
Give thanks; the ranks that march to no-repeat beats of
tick-tock
Fall prey to Yore behind a door that no one can unlock
Where sphere to sphere the now-and-here like bubbles, bob
then burst
And what just was is
not because it is in was immersed
Time’s laden trays that we appraise can dish out quite a
mess
Wasted somehow if here-and-now never finds happiness
For we are fixed in present, twixt where past and future
streams
Here-and-now existent, yet dependent on both, it seems
Dear me and you; all that we do deserves our humble best
Each now-and-here soon disappears to its eternal rest
Then would that we with word and deed the Lord of life
applaud
And revere now-and-here for what it is; a gift from God
© Janet Martin
