Caught in the Quick

Ready or not it's winter in our neck of the woods!Do you ever feel like the seasons kinda drift by like floats in a phantom parade?And what can we do but smile, applaud their beauty as they pause/passthen wave farewell and focus on the next one?!Enjoy⛄❄! Caught in the quick of days of grassThe seasons flare and fadeWith worlds that wow us as they passLike floats in a parade Caught in the quick of tick and tockBygone’s coffer accruesWithered petals of hollyhockAnd heaps of outgrown shoes Caught in the quick of here and nowHow subtle is the surgeOf teeming tides that ebb and flowWhere past and future merge Caught in the quick of dawn to dawnAnd faces/places cupped and kissedBefore they slip through fingers, goneLike hurricanes of mist Caught in the quick of dust to dustWe grapple with time’s tollLike spectacles that we adjustOn noses of the soul © Janet Martin To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven:Eccles.3:1 A little photo parade of flashbacks💖