In the enchantment of the evening
the trees drip with dew drops wet,
the Spring rains fall,
and in the thunder of the night
the buds burst with the excitement
as the lightning flashes
through the night sky.
Gods handiwork magically unfolds
as the evening darkness trickles
with streaks of the morning light.
The smell of the new day,
the freshness in the night,
the air so clean and new
grants oneself the knowledge
that God is opening
the door for a new season.
A new season of learning;
A new season has come.
With it I am in awe
of how my love for Christ
evolved into a higher dimension
as the Winter had slowly ebbed away
and we embrace a new season of growing.
This shall be my finest season,
my season of growing in His love.