temporal lost

buttercups
flowers languish with the setting sun
it is time to seek true strength
from which victory comes
and is counted each moment in
small battles on seeming infinite fields
prodding at my weakness.

now is when discontent and
the hopeful yearning for joy
meet eye-to-eye –
confidence and trust
dancing with unpleasant
weariness.

in the midst of all
confusion and thoughts
of a darker tomorrow
is a small light brought
and laid at my feet –
in Comfort’s arms respite comes.

finding joy in each weary moment
is neither burdensome
nor impossible but rather a
necessary part of leaving
the temporal lost and
finding the eternal Spirit.

there is peace on earth
in my soul as the sun rises
and cool summer mornings
bring hope and confidence
builds for a God who promises
all is perfected in perfect timing.

and I see His eyes
and I feel His hand
upon my heart
and He whispers softly
into willing ears
“all is good, all is right”.

(c) 2015 rick stassi

Advertisements