[ Google AdSense 728x90 ]
General 📄 347 words   ⏱ 1 min read   📅 2025-12-01

Awakenings~

Happy new month, new week, new day!Happy December! Ps.118:24This is the day the Lord has made;We will rejoice and be glad in it. A sense of what yet waits ignitesA tense awareness of insightsRolling in an un-parted seaOf uncharted periphery Daybreak gleams like a pristine sashUntrampled by Thought’s barefoot dashThrough keyholes, over holy groundNot sullied by ink-jots unbound Ink jots disclose, if but in partThe burning bush within the heartAn impressionist’s silhouetteOf a bower bursting with Yet Dawn unfolds the prevailing hueOf the old laden with the new;A trembling generosityOf frames to fill with what will be *** Prov.4:23Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it. For God’s gifts and His call are irrevocable. Give diligence to truth and grace; to awe and choice because life’s raceBeats to a very sacred drum of calling and election’s sum Give diligence to worship’s part and guard the chamber of the heartFor from it flows all that we seek; Be swift to hear and slow to speak Give diligence to hope and love before mortality’s thin gloveSlips from the part that never dies; run as if to obtain the Prize Give diligence to faith because beyond time’s trying wraith of gauzeAwaits the endless recompense of what/who we gave due diligence *** Eccles.12:13Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter: Fear God, and keep his commandments: for this is the whole duty of man. Experience steals innocence; for better or for worseIt does not withhold elements of both blessing and curse Regardless of the circumstance that vexes you and IExperience is bound to grant a lesson in reply Foolish to wish for yester-cake or ‘Before’ ignoranceThe ups and downs of give and take produce experience No one can outlive its demands or dodge its dogged reachThe long arm of Experience always has much to teach It drills us in the pros and cons of gaining older ageIs no respecter of persons; tutor of fool and sage It builds character or destroys; tyrant and troubadourThrough bitter grief it renders joys we never knew before Janet Martin
◀ Prev 📚 All Poetry Next ▶

More Poetry