I can be at my forest cabin in January
And hear the coal tits singing
From the large tree outside .
For me the salutary song of a bird
Is a prophecy of spring ,
Warmth and sunshine .
The snow will melt
Green leaves will grow .
Life will return .
Life is not easy .
Disappointments , health challenges
The darkness and the cold quiet days
In the plains .
We find ourselves wondering .
When will the light return ?
When will I feel the peace ?
Jesus tells us that the love of God
Is always near ,
Even when the darkness overwhelms us .
I Love You All
By Brock
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