soul of the earth--By jani johe webster--(In Memory-May 2013)--United States

soul of the earth

words measured in time

but also time measured

by words

as the autumn leaf

becomes its first snowflake

the first bud of spring

is summer's flower

the new year of january first

is suddenly the old year

of the last day of december

something has come    has gone

for as we touch our first

blade of grass

we also touch our shining star

    of     eternity

My beloved Mother's poetry always carried a sense of timelessness and a longing for, and honoring of, eternity.  She was able to see the soul of all things, and will always be one of my great teachers.                                    ~~Nila J. Webster~~