Humbly I Await On Thee
Why have you forsaken us
O season of bloom
what manner of transformation do you seek?
Your concealing actions in these cloud swept skies
speaks to deception my Lord,
As your humble servant
I beg of you to please return, to your former constitution
which bringeth not only I but the beasts of burden
and all the buzzing creatures
plus the wondrous soaring birds swooping in like rabble-rousers to a long lost love!
Hear our cries
O Season of Hope
and bring forth your Glory
your Manifest Destiny,
to bring Life and Sustenance
to us All
Copyright © Donald Reith | Year Posted 2012
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