Memory

Memory

We are all within
Package (universe) contained
God, our lives, sustains
Whether we acknowledge it
Is our choice and does remain.
How we recall is
Not exactly clear to us
But still is with us
From beginnings to endings
Come whatever, and it may.
Time is ineptly
Measured by the mind: moments,
Hours, days, months, years, lives
Slip past us, not lasting, fast;
Some are kept, others alter.
Who we are remains
Mystery in memory
Rewritten pages
Who are we to truly trust?
The answer is left to us.
The choice defines us
More deeply than surfaces show
And no one else knows
Between the soul and Spirit
Truth is only fully shared.
Memory written
In the Heart of Jesus shared
Forever in God.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Monday, May 26, 2025

Did you diagram sentences in school? Please answer in the comments.

Sometimes, I think poetry stems from some of those exercises as I recall them, at least in its form. I probably apply it in a haphazard, creative manner. Did you see how I did that? Of course, you did. You are precious and worthy of favor.

I love you! I appreciate your taking time to read this post. I thank God for you.

I am grateful:

1. There was trash to take ou;, it means we had food to eat.
2. You read this post; it means I wrote something today beyond my journal.
3. I went for a walk outside even though it was hot here.

Prompt: Write about your concept of memory. Share if you wish.

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