as God brings change -
each day holding more beauty than the last
I realize every season has it's
beauty - strength - and ash

beauty to reflect His glory,
woven through the stories of month's past

strength to establish His will,
lavish love and till

ash to enrich the ground
in preparation for what is next

in all these things
He remains King
even in the pain of my progress

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