winter builds a wall
and sun breaks it down
hardness grows in the heart of man
and God pours His oil to soften it
whiteness buries the works of man
for a season
then the colors of spring
bring back the excitement and life
that was covered but not forgotten.
So too
when I am covered by sadness or fog
when a veil shrouds my countenance
it is a matter of time
and light
until the grace and mercy
lift me up and raise me above the mist
that swirled around my head.
No longer can I waste the day
or worry away the night
it is time to shine
and give glory
back to Him who made me.