World-full-o'

The swirl and twirl with youth... The sparkle of the childThe wizened crown of years... The silence more pronouncedIn woodland's leafless tolls The pleasure of the win The sting of defeat's blowThe sense of springtime waltzing inOn a world full of snow The swirl and twirl with youthThat ruthless hands estrangeThe resolute bulwark of truthIn a world full of change The sparkle of a childThe wizened crown of yearsThe laughter when sheer joy runs wildIn a world full of tears Love's proof by how we liveWhere so much is at stakeThe kind and tender touch of 'give'In a world full of  'take' The secret second mileThe mother's earnest prayer The sunshine of a simple smileIn a world full of care The season swiftly spentThe scarred, prayer-pounded GateHearts, hounded with longing’s lamentIn a world full of ‘wait’ The silence more pronouncedIn woodland’s leafless tollsOr where death steps in unannouncedIn a world full of souls The ‘nope’ of dreamer’s/pray-er's rueThe ‘dead seed’ in the sodThe hope that nothing can undoIn a world full of God © Janet Martin Very truly I tell you, unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds. John 12:24