Newly Purposed

"And everything in time and under Heaven 

Finally falls asleep 

Wrapped in blankets white, all creation 

And still I notice You 

When branches crack 

And in my breath on frosted glass 

Even now in death, You open doors for life to enter 

And everything that's new has bravely surfaced 

Teaching us to breathe 

What was frozen through is newly purposed 

Turning all things green 

So it is with You 

And how You make me new 

With every season's change 

And so it will be 

As You are re-creating me

(excerpt from Every Season by Kenneth Cope)