The Coming Season

It is all written,

To happen as told,

Step in to His plan,

Much blessing awaits.

The grass, it dances,

As the wind blows North,

A coming season,

With new life and growth.

The Kingdom, it waits,

Soon, to be here,

The rain can’t be stopped,

It falls from heaven.

Flowers will shoot up,

Meeting occasion,

A planting of seeds,

Vital to share grace.

The wind will carry,

Pollination starts,

Life in abundance,

A meadow of love.

Reaping what is sown,

The Lord has harvest,

So give yourself up,

To our God, Most High.

Ready or not, watch,

Don’t stumble too far,

Our path, laid to guide,

Instruct us, we pray.

We choose to follow,

Fruitful in our ways,

We choose love and light,

Chase away the dark.

Just like Elijah,

We will climb mountains,

Search the horizon,

See, He is coming.


Dedicated to Kevin and Seonaid.

Whose friendship flourishes in the coming light. They, who motivate and strengthen me, a true gift from God - eternal blessing to sustain me in life.

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