Sunday, September 29, 2013

The Seasons of the Soul

Why am I cast down and despondently sad
When I long to be happy and joyous and glad?
Why is my heart heavy with unbearable weight
As I try to escape this soul-saddened state?
I ask myself often what makes life this way -
Why is the song silenced in my heart today?
And then with God's help it all becomes clear-
The soul has it seasons just the same as the year.
I too must pass through life's autumn of dying,
A desolate period of heart-hurt and crying,
Followed by winter, in whose frostbitten hand
My heart is as frozen as the snow-covered land.
We too must pass through the seasons God sends,
Content in the knowledge that everything ends.

~Helen Steiner Rice

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