TIME

Laughter, nothing but laughter should flourish,

No need for such crying out in deep despair.

Look beyond the external ware and tear,

Know that God is Eternal and Everywhere.

See the ground all covered in snow,

‘Neath it somehow Spring will eventually grow.

Just as sure as all Seasons of Life come and go,

His boundless Love awaits us all, this we know.

Fields lie dull brown and bare,

Time to drag out the old Plow Share.

‘Tis now ripe to cast away the Axe and Bow,

Get ye to the Temple, Kneel in Pray on knees so low.

Plea to the One who lives on High,

The Time of Peace for ALL is surely Nigh.

Written by J. Z. Porter

(c) 2002

(c) 2007 until Present by J. Z. Porter