The Passage of Time
The universe explodes and condenses into galaxies:
A small planet forms, and produces oceans and air.
Cells split, and evolve into the beginning of life:
A seed grows, the ground springs forth with fields of green.
The animals appear, and slowly evolve producing man
who sees all that has been given him, to smell, to see, to think,
and wonder; there must be a spark that began it all.
The man, the animals, the flowers and trees;
the oceans and the very air that we breathe;
the planet that formed when the universe exploded…
from the hand of God!
We are born with awakening and breath.
Filled with play, our minds expand with learning.
The world lay before us, full of want and hope.
The trials and sorrows of time unfold as we grow,
to be replaced with wisdom and contentment.
Having a life full of both love and loss; surviving it all…
with God as our companion!
Never to hear the sounds of the world outside my window.
Never to feel the comfort of a cold cloth on my brow.
Never to taste the soothing warmth of food and drink.
Never to touch the hand of a friend at my bedside.
All of these will be gone, but hopefully, in exchange…
I will see the face of God!
Copyright © Betty Janko | Year Posted 2017
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