Spring Bursts Forth With Faith's Hope

A Soft Spring Song

It is a soft spring arriving,

Gentle light and pastel hues;

Satisfying anticipation and expectancy,

Certainty of hope abounding

Rewarded in observant persevering.

Evidence of kept promise

In softly swaying willow branches

Touched with yellowish green.

Musical orchestration adds dimension,

Heard in the melodious song of the wren.

Joyful laughter echoes with freedom,

Time to soak in the warm sunshine.

I come as a child delighting to sing,

Into the new day, wondering

What will the fresh season bring?

I stand in witness of creation’s beauty

Clasping loosely the spring flowers

I hold for passing moments in my hand,

In anticipation of the full blooming

Of all God has yet planned.

Looking through the cross in witness as

Heaven proclaims God’s glories.

My soul sings with thanksgiving

Winging it’s way through time’s memories

Remembered thus far through His gifting.

Seeing the hope of eternity

Shining through faithful promises fulfilled,

Certain as the lilies of Easter

Confirmed through the Spirit to eyes of my heart.

I stand secure on the Rock, the Redeemer.

Speaking the mind of the Father

Understood through the life of the Son

Overflowing with poetry of eternal grace

Until faith becomes pure sight,

When I rest my eyes on His face,

And glow in His incomprehensible light.

IMP 3/25/11

As each spring draws near, I await the singing of the forest, secure in the ordering of all creation, knowing that in God's perfect timing I will again see old friends blossoming with new joy.