Branches Bare

The stage is set, for winters cold
Branches now are bare
Plain gray clouds paint the scene
Barrenness in the air

The season planned by grand design
The master’s wisdom on display
A simple turn of warming light
Let’s the colors fall away

Reflection of our treasures sought
Of world or heavens grace
A choice is placed before the will
An eternal decision, we must face

The toys of now that gleam and shine
Will share the fate of leaves of rust
Or things unseen, we do not earn
In gifts of God we place our trust

In letting go, in serving now
In prayer and praises sung
In souls we meet, connections made
A trust in God’s own Son

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