Fall is my favorite time of the year, and lately I have been soaking up the weather, the colors, smells, and sights of autumn. What a perfect time of the year to reflect, to enjoy family, blessings, and to thank God for all He has done for us. Over the past few weeks, I have jotted down a few attributes of this season, and really meditated on them. God has revealed himself in such a fresh way by me taking time to "be still, and know He is God." Naturally, (and thankfully!) poetry started flowing from my soul, and I thought I would share. I penned this in a format that I have never written in before, sort of a visual cause/spiritual effect kind of way. I hope you enjoy...
"You are fall"
The morning sun, with arms of gold
Displays it's noble light,
And strretches forth with glorious beams
As victor over night.
(You are fall, Your glory shines
Like beams for all to see,
Over night, and sin, and death,
You've claimed the victory)
Through soaring pines and humble fields,
Swift breezes wake the soul
Of the fingerprints of splendor,
Leaves of green, and red, and gold.
(Spirit move, awake our souls,
And You our power be,
Your fame and splendor, majesty,
May through us, people see.)
Like artisans the trees they lay
Their glory all around,
A quilt of color they prepare
For winter's frozen ground.
(As God, You on the tree there hung,
Your glory You laid down,
A quilt of grace Your blood has made
Propitiation found.)
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