That Which Grows Poem by JHP Poetry

You will grow before the earth leaves.
Tho, you may be facing the night of day,
Don't close those marvelous dreams
The look of success you convey.

Patiently, I watch you waiting.
For a hard place to make a mark,
To receive what has been kept,
You will be the needed spark

In the right direction is what you take.
Winter is moving far... far... now.
I feel the snow melting outside.
As you press forward I humbly bow

Through his power all things are made.
Always, thirsting to fast for his sake,
Like chasing haste above a horizon,
Your peace will become opaque

You will grow before the earth leaves.
A era of light which transcends time
The palm which heals each charred soul.
Because you are truly divine.