WHEN LEAVES ALL FALL
The clouds thicken above
Sky grows a little darker
A chill wind blows about
Light of day fades more quickly
People stand together on city streets
Anxious and often perplexed
What should not be has become
And what should be has turned away,
The abundance once at hand.
A farmer grits his teeth
The land itself has changed
Worn out much as his own soul
He looks at a handful of new seeds and wonders out loud-
“What is their worth? What is mine?”
Changes have come upon many lives, even a proud nation,
Changes have come upon the earth itself
Nations in turmoil
Evil prospers, wickedness grows
The righteous struggle, cling to endurance
Clothe themselves daily with perseverance.
But then eyes of wisdom look with confident strength as the prophet Daniel wrote,
What has been spoken by many others over the years
Things written, things recorded from of old,
Even the Holy One who said His words would never pass away.
The earth wobbles and staggers in judgment
Everything to be shaken, even the sun and moon;
Israel in growing birth pangs, remnant Jacob
Many stand firm in new faith drawn together
All these things seen from afar
Visions, dreams, Scripture revealed,
Even physical death a fearless passing.
All as Heaven and even a new earth wait patiently
Draw near in open hands held out,
The well worn and tested hands of our only Messiah!