Spring

The roots dry up
The frost sinks its teeth
Into the gnarled bark
The bitter wind
Carries death on its wings
Winter has come

Our leaves are plucked off
Until we are broken and bare
Life’s toughest times
Take us by surprise
Like an early winter
Throttling autumn’s last days

A change in the wind
A change in the weather
Spring comes as the gentle gardener
To restore what Winter destroyed

The cold winter wind
Becomes a forgotten memory
As the cool rains
Cause the leaves to sprout again
The warm sun beams
Melt the teeth of the frost
And snap its brittle chains

Our God rebuilds us
Where we fell apart
Brings healing to our hurt
After every winter
After every heartache
He promises to us
That there will be a spring

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