The Winter Savior

The Winter Savior

I see the snowflakes falling falling

Out the window, through the trees.

I hear the cold wind blowing blowing

Rustling up the fallen leaves

I feel the cold air pressing pressing

‘gainst the door, throughout the hall

I smell the winter coming coming

With expected force and gall.

I taste the crystals melting melting

Landing on my tongue and coat

I sense the darkness rising rising

Creeping up to sap my hope. 

Yet even in the sense filled wonder 

Of this cold and darker season...

I taste and see His goodness goodness

As the crystals melt away. 

I smell His fragrance filling filling

As He calms the blusters sway 

I feel His presence with me, with me

As the darkness closes in

I hear Him whisper gently gently

As He speaks to me within

I see His Spirit coming coming

As He tarry’s not for long

I sense my Savior calling calling

As He draws me home, where I belong.