Ephemeral and Eternal or The Briefness Of It All

May is flying by in a flurry of hellos and farewellsand smiles and tears...and much to do!! How soon the little boy and girl sheds childhood's innocence ... ...where every hour bursts with blooms that fade like flower-storms The dust we till, hustles a loom that never quite conformsTo want-and-wishing's wistful whims; How gray-gold-greenly moments spill and meld to NevermoreToday's gush of gossamer twill so briefly held before Ephemeral and eternal, are deftly intertwinedTangible to intangible as echoes strew behind Life's dues of give and take weave so much more than meets the eyeLove's hues sparkle and ache and grin and groan with my-oh-my How soon the little boy and girl sheds childhood's innocence How surely choices lilt and swirl, unfurling Consequence Ephemeral and eternal, Time's subtle shuttle humsAs both brutal and beautiful to Bygone's cast succumbsAs morn, moment by moment weds with yester-scapes of death As God's unfailing purpose threads through every gifted breath ...where every hour bursts with blooms that fade like flower-storms The dust we till, hustles a loom that never quite conformsTo want-and-wishing's wistful whims; while moments spill and meldWeaving with wisps that flare and dim, a lifetime briefly held Ephemeral and eternal, where no two days the sameTune flurries of hello-farewell no one can curb or tameLeaving so much to ponder with each season rise and fall As smiles and tears grow fonder with the Briefness of it all Janet Martin