Hues of orange, red
Glowing in the light
Once green leaves
In the spring of life
Now beaten, bruised
By storms and strife
Clinging to branches
Wind gives sway
Rain pours down
Leaves give way
Forest floor covered
With memories of old
Life stripped bare
Standing stark and cold
Barren trees rising
Above white linen snow
Hope, new life within
To those who know
© 2020 CGThelen
Do not call to mind the former things, Or ponder things of the past. “Behold, I will do something new, Now it will spring forth; Will you not be aware of it? I will even make a roadway in the wilderness, Rivers in the desert. – Isaiah 43:18-19 (NASB)
10 thoughts on “Seasons of Hope”
Inspiring verses! The autumn season indeed offers hope as God’s creation transitions into another season, just as our lives do the same.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts. May we embrace the new life that God presents to us. Blessings.
Wonderful poem…I love the line with the white linen snow! Profound symbolism…Our Risen Lord, and the empty tomb; the linens were left behind.
That’s exactly the thought behind that line. We have new life in Christ! Thanks for the comment. Blessings.
That’s beautiful and thought-provoking, perfectly paired with the verse from Isaiah.
Thank you. May we see the new thing God is doing. Blessings.
Amen. Wonderful inspiring poetry. God bless you.
Thank you. Blessings to you as well.
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