The Season

The whispering wind brushing through the leaves waving in the cooler air,

Refresh man and animal knowing that God will always be right there.

It is a forerunner marching through every path and road it takes,

Quietly telling you, ” See what a difference just one day makes.

I sit by the tree laying in the leaves that are slowly landing,

Calling me and showing me His ways are not that demanding.

I really don’t want to go back because it is a sign of His reasons

That God is never-changing, and has provided us a part of the season.

The tickling rain drops began today always an answer to prayer

Trusting in Him for all things will never leave you in despair.