These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

A Good Turn of the Earth

The world keeps turning 'round and 'round.
It seems like a cliché,
but winter leaves and new life's found
as flower graves obey.

The elm has tresses flowing green
from crown to near the earth.
This beauty statuesquely preens
in joy as a grand new birth.

The Japanese Red Maple shines
in its beauteous first year.
It bids, "Relax in soft recline
as the Creator's gifting's clear."

As ferns transition from the cold
to humid, summer fare
some leaves are brown and burnt as told,
"Environments you bear."

Hibiscus bushes, royal blooms,
as summer sentries stand.
All feasts from tropics, fully groomed
as their Good Maker planned.

The frozen months of winter brought
a shroud of deathly white.
Each need to cling to warmth has taught
Earth's residents Your might.

Each day we traverse farther toward
the core of springtime's sweet
we sense the beneficial chord
of Three-in-One, replete.

The Christ, Messiah, fully bloomed
from planting, three days hence.
The rock, a nap, not kept entombed.
No moment caused Him wince.

He took His beating, breathed His last,
inert His Body lay.
Through Joseph's wrapping, spicing task
the call fulfilled, obeyed.

Then up He rose, those few wounds marked
the Savior as the Lord.
New physical life He then embarked
fore'er, so says His Word.

by Jay O’Toole
on April 13th, 2022