Love must be sincere....
...Be devoted to one another in love
Romans 12:9-10
To we who were
undaunted
by the touch of Time until Her proof pressed intofaces
places we can no longer deny and the means to the end
begins to tenderly instill the import of the echo and the imprint of the sigh.
by the touch of Time until Her proof pressed into
places we can no longer deny and the means to the end
begins to tenderly instill the import of the echo and the imprint of the sigh.
To we who took
our turn
among the less accountable but soon outgrew its shoes, to be the teacher, not the tot;
we ought to take to heart the Holy Inevitable and focus on the part that is
rather than what-is-not
among the less accountable but soon outgrew its shoes, to be the teacher, not the tot;
we ought to take to heart the Holy Inevitable and focus on the part that is
rather than what-is-not
To we well over
halfway marks
like man’s three-score and ten (or by reason of added strength the length of fourscore years)
Pray we have learned to love before the tree is hard to bend and the branch seems too brittle
to soften with tears
like man’s three-score and ten (or by reason of added strength the length of fourscore years)
Pray we have learned to love before the tree is hard to bend and the branch seems too brittle
to soften with tears
To we who have lived long enough
to join the age-old rue that things are not the simpler, sounder way they used to be
are we who witness Caution's Admonitions coming true, and bear the brunt of wisdom
with surprised humility
to join the age-old rue that things are not the simpler, sounder way they used to be
are we who witness Caution's Admonitions coming true, and bear the brunt of wisdom
with surprised humility
To we who seem too
old to change
our very seasoned ways (save by the grace of He who doth with mighty Mercy move)
To we who now are daunted by man’s brevity of days. ..let’s take what yet remains of Time and
turn it into love
our very seasoned ways (save by the grace of He who doth with mighty Mercy move)
To we who now are daunted by man’s brevity of days. ..let’s take what yet remains of Time and
turn it into love
© Janet Martin
or the traditional format if preferred...
To we who were undaunted by the touch of Time until
Her proof pressed
into faces places we can no longer deny
and the means to the end begins to tenderly instill
the import of the echo and the imprint of the sigh.
To we who took our turn among the less accountable
but soon outgrew its shoes, to be the teacher, not the
tot;
we ought to take to heart the Holy Inevitable
and focus on the
part that is rather than what-is-not
To we well over halfway marks like man’s three-score and
ten
(or by reason of
added strength the length of fourscore years)
Pray we have
learned to love before the tree is hard to bend
and the branch seems too brittle to soften with tears
To we who have lived long enough to join the age-old rue
that things are
not the simpler, sounder way they used to be
are we who witness Caution's Admonitions coming true,
and bear the brunt
of wisdom with surprised humility
To we who seem too old to change our very seasoned ways
(save by the grace of He who doth with mighty Mercy move)
To we who now are daunted by man’s brevity of days. ..
let’s take what yet remains of Time and turn it into love
© Janet Martin
