God's Promised Gift
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"The seasons of all things have much in store;
for life brings death-
which brings new life once more."
_by Poet
Earth's rooted plants- the flowers, bushes, trees-
are guided by four seasons every year;
reborn in spring- but after winter death
with roots asleep, they wake up once again.
And God created us; like human plants,
we're born to live- enjoy our seasons well.
Our roots, however, are not fed by soil-
but by our souls deep-rooted in His love.
So, as each spring brings rebirth to our land,
when roots direct all new life to begin-
at death, our faithful souls are reaped by God
for rebirth in His everlasting peace.
Through immortality- God's promised gift-
our souls live on in His eternal realm.
July 22, 2021
Premiere Contest: Source Of Our Awareness
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
Form: Unrhymed Sonnet
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2021
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