Rich in Times & Seasons

This morning I wrote a little poem inspired by Psalm 62. It’s not a rhyming poem, more rhythm and word plays.

Rich in Times & Seasons

Your soul
Suffers not
Poverty
Of diverse
Times and seasons.

The multitude of
Terrain
You shall
Perceive.

But, the Lord
Promises
To be your
Refuge.

Your vista,
Open ocean
Or
Sun-scorched sands,
May be.

Yet, not your
Feelings
But faith,
See.

Faith sees
God,
Your salvation,
Not surroundings.

Your God,
Your glory
Treasure
Of manifold
Strength and songs.