Gasping at Glimmers

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Gasping at Glimmers

By Jane Tawel

March 24, 2021

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God-intentioned,

The world breathes, in and out

in and out; and good things come to rest.

When any little thing expires,

another respires in its place.

We settle for moving forward, and not the best

found in realities outside the bounds

of acceptable behavior.

The world is pale with shadows,

and Sudden! Awesome Moment Is —

overcome by the ennui of bully time.

I am left gasping at glimmers.

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Oh, to see The Face,

of Whom my meaning mirrors!

There is a holiness in all;

With backs turned

to mankind’s wall,

All faces turn towards God.**

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I am poor intentioned,

but meager scattered salt;

surviving the winter roads

and adding value by grace alone —