A Rejection of Mediocrity

Snow filters down
Blanketing earth again
Fallen leaves hide
Their pain and doubt obscured
Another year
Passed by in a deep rush

Chilled hearts beat slow
Steady, but soft; struggling
Still echoing
Bygone, sacred tattoos
Strength for each day
Wrought by tomorrow’s hope

But melting snow
Reveals no coming spring
No greenery
Only cold, muddy sod
‘Tis twilight still
Dawn seems so distant now

“Another year”
“Another season passed”
But this season
Doesn’t pass; only lands
This sense of loss
Some things ought to remain

Bright lights and trees
Sing of joy and Christmas
But mud beneath
Distorts the look of peace
Can Christmas come
When treasured love must hide?

Unless a seed
Falls to the ground and dies
It will not bear
A fruit that truly lasts
But this death hurts
Can’t breathe; must break this fall

Under the snow
Dreams still lie, shattered, torn
This cold blanket
Does nothing to move them
Just covering
Hiding the pain for now

Still the earth waits
So frozen in its grief
Angst and questions
Weighing down icy hours
The seeds of spring
Still waiting, still so cold

Such is winter
This season in our life
Though we can’t see
What He’s preparing now
Someday spring’s sun
Will melt the snow: new hope

A summer gone
The fall, marked with longing
Winter with hurt
Spring too distant to see
But light will come
Shine love unrelenting