Season of Change
A colorful life
Hanging by a strand
Weakened in time
Till Time says, “Fall”
Down to the ground
Where her sisters lay
Desiring a chance
Hanging by a strand
Weakened in time
Till Time says, “Fall”
Down to the ground
Where her sisters lay
Desiring a chance
A hope for belonging
Steering through trees
Steering through trees
And branches divine
Rustling bushes and
Chimes ringing true
A quiet whisper
Confidence intact
Captures the heart of
All those who listen
For the breath is He
The Master of all
Whose mercy and grace
Doth withstand the cold
And as frailty lies
In heaps on chilling earth
He shines forth
With treasures of warmth
Rustling bushes and
Chimes ringing true
A quiet whisper
Confidence intact
Captures the heart of
All those who listen
For the breath is He
The Master of all
Whose mercy and grace
Doth withstand the cold
And as frailty lies
In heaps on chilling earth
He shines forth
With treasures of warmth
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