The Patter As It Falls

paper is meant for messages chairs are meant for sitting water is meant for life and truth is meant for living sometimes exits close sometimes we have no choice those directions that times pose guides the living that I voice fields of wild flowers the rustling of trees nature shows God's will seeking, stirred up by the breeze Trials as solid diamond more solid than graphene both melt in great temperature heat not stronger than this queen resilience meant for trials birth is meant for new brings change meant to alter old fallacies that grew Great Basin Bristlecone Pine Can one change as time goes on? Or do I cut down the growth til unwillingness is gone? mirrors meant for reflection a caress meant for affection I'm meant for a new resurrection for a new life connection The drizzling of rain the patter as it falls I hear drops of a new life thru rebirth as it calls