WHEN SUMMER IS GONE
Grace still prevails...
toward planned mountain trekking
propelling faith to surmount slippery paths
conquering threats of slime pit-falls
that challenge pinnacle-ascent.
Blessings of rain showers cascade...
as heaven pours down crystal treasures
to answer rice terraces’ quest
and pleas of flower gardens for blossoms
as well as trees in orchards to bear fruits
toward harvests worthy of sharing along festive delight.
Thanksgiving pervades...
midst commencement exercises
while breeding goal-fulfillment
as triumph is anticipated
with vibrant and radiant hope
since what matters most
when Summer is gone
the Creator Lord reigns*
above every season!
*Revelation 19:6 And I heard as it were the voice of a great multitude, and as the voice of many waters, and as the voice of mighty thunderings, saying, Alleluia: for the Lord God omnipotent reigneth.
July 19, 2024
1st place, "When summer is gone" Free Verse Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Jcb Brul; judged on 7/24/2024.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2024
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