The Circle of Life...

An empty canvas, dormant, still
But then life begins stirring
As tiny whispers move until
A form begins incurring
Hidden from the eyes of man
Yet powerful and certain
Part of a greater, fuller plan
Though hid beneath a curtain

And then the Force of heaven and earth
Breathes with holy wonder
As the miracle of birth
Casts mans great feats asunder
For none can cause a seed to sprout
Or alter nature’s courses
And even hardened hearts that doubt
Acknowledge greater Forces

The tiny bud produces thought
As thought burgeons to reason
Yet all by higher powers wrought
The Hand which rules each season
And still reason expands and grows
To form ideals and knowledge
The Planter sees, the Planter knows
What lies beneath the foliage

In glorious bloom the flower thrives
Prime produces wisdom
The purple fades; …it droops, then dies
Awaiting future kingdoms
This is the law of Time and Life
From seed to bud to blooming
Before it yields its form to earth
Returned to its beginning

This is the circle of life, we say
Ah yes, perhaps tis true
But unlike plants mans greater day
Awaits beyond the blue
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
A brief mortality
In God we hope, in God we trust
For life’s eternity

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Janet Martin

I am Alpha and Omega, the First and the Last,
The beginning and the End. Rev.22:13