Time Keeper

wintry sundial

 

Whether Time gets snowed right in,

or whether snow times out,

crisply carving hourglass sands

leave shadows of a doubt.

.

As clock-chimes cast aspersions

where Time is running thin,

moments freeze on crystal shores

where memories have been.

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Collecting Data

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Senses collect the data,

process and sort,

 conclude that Christmas is coming.

But senses can be sidetracked,

deceived,

led down a snowy garden path.

Heart and mind collect Promises,

data for the spirit,

process and sort,

conclude that Spring

is but a breath away.

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For a devotional on this topic, visit Growing With God in my Garden

Gargoyles

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Remnants of the Thaw,

gargoyle generals perch at the frayed edges

where will and heart collide,

talons claiming territory long held

by wintry grapple hooks.

Softer places have long-receded hairlines,

but strongholds will not easily

surrender to Spring sunlight.

Resistance fighters

set up perimeters,

deflect detection,

resort to guerrilla warfare,

pulling punches designed to discourage all inroads

into sensitive spaces;

so I

invite the Light

to shine the brightest here,

where angels fear to tread.

I watch gargoyles

give up the ghost

and limp,

liquefied,

 wax to a flame,

puddling at my feet,

whimpering to my shouts of

triumph.