Slow Seasons

Slow seasons

When I can lay on my back

And watch the birds soar

Bare feet in the grass

Hands in the dirt

Crack open those vintage wines and smile

Slow seasons

Digging deep, being grateful

Embracing quiet in my soul

My heart responds to You

And the life we’ve cultivated

Slow seasons

Everything pulses with life, overflows with beauty

And what was barren blooms again

And struggle fades into peace

Like a brushstroke on a canvas

Struggle fades into peace