Seasons of life are like bridges.
Connecting our past to life’s future path
To move forward means to walk-on through
Engaging oneself to this path is no doubt,
A leap of hope from our plans towards our design.
Seasons of life are like bridges.
Where underneath are streams water.
Crystal so white, shining so bright.
A kind of beauty you cannot help but stop
Allow thy self to be enticed
Look! See those trees, that gracefully dances to the beat in bliss
Not only is that tantalizing in the eyes,
But also so pleasant you hear it sings its enchanting rhymes.
So peaceful, so true, so full of heart-felt art
I’d lie if I say I’d love not to lie and take eternal nap
Yet, You’re all-glowing glorious beauty has no comparison to this paralyzing sight
So then, let me dance my way out,
Filled with joy, as I keep this longing to be where You’re at
Seasons of life are like bridges
But some aren’t as nice as the first one..
Located in a place where horror seems to take part
No light in sight to see the other side
Not even a firm wood to hold on to and stand
Careful to always look to your left and right
Both sides, crocodiles are ready to bite
“Why am I here?”, “Can I go back where there’s no fear?”
Longer I stare, the hungrier my fear begets
Fear to stay and fear not to be able to cross this fright
I keep looking..
Closed eyes,
I keep looking..
To the things the world cannot see,
I keep looking..
To the hope that’s constantly in war,
I keep looking..
There I saw You fighting.
No, You already won the Fight.
I can hear You shout,
The shout that never stops
The shout that angels cry out so loud,
The shout that says,
“You are forever mine.”
Can you hear it?
So peaceful, so true, so full of heart-felt art.
So lovely, so pure, so comforting, so real.
With Your love in every sound,
You made Yourself known to my soul heart and mind.
Thus, I’ll take this bridge with my heart full of delight,
Knowing it’s You I’ll be with at the end of this ravine.
Tonight, I’ll say this truest from my heart,
To me that is enough,
You are more than enough.
Whatever tribulations these bridges might brought up,
Or in the form of my illusions with fine clothes and make up,
Please be reminded my Love,
I’ll make my way to pass even the littlest parts,
For It is always been You,
You are my Reward.
