Who knows how a seed turns into a shoot
A shoot grows into a tree
A tree grows to bear fruit
A fruit brings forth seed
A seed dies in the ground turning into a shoot
A shoot…
Life cycle begins again
Who knows this cycle
Except You Master Creator of all things
Seasons we wait upon
Rain to fall on a new crop
Flowers to bloom in spring
Nothing moves faster or slower
Than how You intend it to
Everything is made beautiful in its time

Who knows how a seed turns into a tiny human
Nine months hidden in darkness
Who forms tiny bones, skin
Who sculpts tiny fingers, toes
Who paints tiny eyes, nose, lips
Who draws tiny fingerprints
Except You Master Creator of all things

Everything is made beautiful in its time
Who knows how a tiny drop of rainfall
Splatters to the earth in millions of droplets
Quenching the thirsty ground in splendour
Who knows how a cactus survives in the desert
Amidst scorching heat from the sun
Beautiful flowers bloom even in winter
Beauty surrounds our conscious minds
Nobody knows
Times and seasons
Except You Master Creator of all things
You know every inch of life’s journey
You created by Your Hands
God of thunder, yet God of immense love

The wonders of a child in the womb
How you protect
How you feed
How you build
How you give life
How you provide
Only the master of Creation knows
Everything becomes beautiful in its time

You Master of Creation
Makes everything beautiful
In its time



Pains of loss
Loss makes you hurt
It grieves your heart
It makes you question life
It makes you weakened
You have no faith when loss comes
You have no joy when loss visits
You have no peace when loss is in you
It pains when you feel loss
It feels final when loss is part of you
It breaks your heart, loss

Gains of loss
Loss makes you stronger
It builds your heart
It gives you answers to life
It removes your weakness
You have boldness when loss leaves
You have rest when loss goes
It frees you when loss goes away
It feels like a start when loss leaves part of you
It seals your heart, loss

Pains and Gains of loss make you



I dread falling asleep
And dream
Because that is when I miss you the most