Newness of Life

Something is calling to me lately.

I keep having thoughts about the early morning.

The dew, the mist, the delicate freshness of the waiting day.

I wish I was the sort of writer who could bust out the pen,

and pad and do the pictures in my mind justice!

I looked for the "right" verse that spoke something of what was on my mind,

and I found this in Isaiah, and though that is a favorite book of mine,

I am not familiar with this verse.

"With my soul have I desired thee in the night; yea,

with my spirit within me will I seek thee early:

for when thy judgments are in the earth,

the inhabitants of the world will learn righteousness."

Isaiah 26:9

As things will happen, the perfect poem, showed up in an S.E. Hinton book,

("The Outsiders"), which I was pre-reading for my son, before he dives in.

I had read it as a young person and really loved it,

and now I want him to have that opportunity.

Now this poem is by Robert Frost, and while it's not about the dawn,

it does speak to what is in my heart.

It's about the innocence of youth.

And in my tangled spaghetti plate mind, these things all relate!

Early morning dawn, innocence of youth,

I think the underlying factor in my heart right now

is newness of life!

I hope you enjoy it!



Nothing Gold Can Stay

by Robert Frost

Nature's first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf's a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.

So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day.

Nothing gold can stay.