Just some thoughts...

Every day, as I write Poetiquejustis, I pray it will be a blessing to someone.
Today, I hope it is you.

Saturday, July 21, 2012

Closed: Gone Wishing

The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.   
 Rabindranath Tagore

It is Saturday morning and the weekend stretches ahead
I gently stretch with it 

Capturing each moment like a bubble that I do not want to see burst

Listening to the silence as though it were a symphony

Do not worry if you cannot find me
I have only gone to Saturday
and that's poetiquejustis
There remains therefore a Sabbath rest for the people of God. For the one who has entered His rest has himself also rested from his works, as God did from His
Hebrews 4:9-10