Compilation of Adaptation
For today's prompt, write an adaptation poem.(This challenge completely slipped my mind this year, until this weekend!)
Happy Monday!Here's to another page in life's compilation of adaptation,(a work in constant progress)We live in a world of whether-change!Some whethers are like warm and friendly hosts,others like unwelcome guests!Forge on, my friend, by the grace of GodHe crowns the broken with His beauty!(like last night's sunset!)
To days gone by none can returnNor ask for a previewOf adaptations yet to learnWhere days to years run through
...a flue of love and life run rifeWith hellos and goodbyesNo fitting rooms to choose its strifeOr try it on for size
...where it has always been like thisAs days to years run throughWe learn to adapt to what isWhat more, pray, can we do?
...but make the best of what we holdLest, in lament we missThe treasure made of moment-goldThe pleasure in the kiss
The melody twixt Yet and WasOf holding and releaseAs Adaptations of BecauseCreate a masterpiece
While a medley of revisionsWith days to years compriseAdaptation's compilationsOf growing old and wise
The vanity of This and ThatSoon slip-slip-slips awayYet always a fresh welcome matMeets us at break of day
..and bids us up and onward throughAdaptation's bequestWhile softly days to years undoThe buttons on Soul's vest
With fingers deft and dogged, ohAnd whispers that beguileBeseeching farewells with helloAnd teaching tears to smile
Janet Martin Bless the LORD, O my soul!
O LORD my God, You are very great;
You are clothed with splendor and majesty.
He wraps Himself in light as with a garment;
He stretches out the heavens like a tent,
laying the beams of His chambers
in the waters above,
making the clouds His chariot,
walking on the wings of the wind...
Psalm 104:1-3(