My flame was extinguished
By raging wind and storm blast
Can I only burn
When clouds are soft and skies are blue?
I should not say
My faith cannot blossomUnder scorching sun and baked earth
Can I only flourish
When rain is gentle and sunshine is kind?
I should not say
My spirit grows coldIn autumn’s aging and winter’s bite
Can I only thrive
When springtime frolics and summer gleams?
Then I call this to mind, Lord
Yours is the flame ignited withinYours is the seed stirred to life
Yours is the breath I inhale
I align my life
According to Your seasons
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