Seasons
I’m crying Lord
What is this sting?
As seasons pass
Grief
For
The passing of time.
We want to hold on
They say
Those parts of me
So afraid of change.
Hiding from the abruptness
Of this life
Come out
Come out
Little ones
Yes it is full of
Monsters
This world
But also friends!
Come see
Little ones
Who can make sense
Of it all.
They will hold you
In their arms
Protect you
From gail forces
Cheer you
As you dance
In the summer rain
Move snowflakes
To fall on your nose
Just so
And bless you
With son shine to warm your face
Our biggest delight
Is to see you smile
Freedom
To watch you move
Mountains
To proclaim your victory
Jesus
To crown your glory
Body
To march forward
Ekklesia
To sound our trumpets
Angels
For all seasons
Of heaven
And on earth
We are with you
Even if you do not
See feel hear acknowledge
We stand waiting
Towering lovely awesome
Sentinels
We are waiting
To protect you
To love you
To honor you
Us We
In
Victory.
Happy New Year!
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