Winter comes seeming like and end…
Things Learned In Harvest by Michael Romani I'm never one for seeming alarmist But I have learned this about harvest The lessons learned from the garden I tend Is that Winter only seems like the end This new year comes just on the horizon And its there we need to keep eyes on To find each season filled with days Each meant to be spent in their own ways Seconds tick into the tender moments past As we gaze on the skeletons that didn't last A resurrected garden depends on death's decay Each moment spent in its own time without delay Each moment spent in exactly the way it should To rejuvenate itself into all that it could Here in this earthen depository of wisdom I find myself learning, discerning ways of the kingdom T.S. Eliot found the end as his beginning Like some sort of cosmic ball game's inning The bases are loaded and there are two outs Each representing our frozen pangs of doubt Losing our lives so that perhaps we'll find it Is a wise parable to live by, now, isn't it And really if it is that I must second guess I am willing to say it is less about more than less Learning to live with less in this coming new year Keeping good company I face this with good cheer Finding my remembered path in keeping Christ's way I greet the dawn with a silent prayer for each day Grateful to find that God's faith in me fills my eyes With the morning's brightness of each new sunrise Having faith in the God who has found promise in me Because He knows beyond my present into my capacity Putting aside all the great sorrows that bring me to empty Learning compassion one hurt at a time into empathy It's this time of year that I open to a new set of dreams Each lived as a wonderful life among blessed human beings Each of us only doing our very best to continue to grow Making resolutions in promise of reaching though we know That if we don't keep them it's not fully in our control But each effort to do so truly nurtures our tender souls (c) January 6, 2020 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
