The Coming Bloom
A seed is planted, a stem breaks forth
Leaves appear and buds grow north.
In time a blossom begins to form
Until a beautiful flower is born.
We celebrate the magnanimous bloom
Forgetting the seasons from seed to tomb
Know times of trial, built the bouquet
The perianth and the vibrant display.
If your season is barren, missing God’s presence
He is pruning and tending until efflorescence.
Though you’ve endured pain, doubt and gloom
Have faith in the Lord, for the day you bloom.
Copyright © Tom Valles | Year Posted 2025
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