Walk the path of righteousness
To
the mountain of justice
Soar
the skies with Winds of Change
See
the leaves begin to change
Reds,
oranges, yellows, and browns
Leaves
turn in color
At
the appointed time
Drop
to the ground and die
Yet,
there is beauty in transition
A
flow, so to speak
Season
to season
Ready
for the next to come
Justice
and righteousness walk this path
Seasons
of justice
Seasons
of righteousness
They
help with the transition
Maturity
happens during a transition
Whether
we want it or not
Keeping
our hands and hearts open
It
makes any transition less burdensome
So,
I thank you, my Father, in heaven
For
this cyclical process of change
Help
us all as we walk this path
Observing
our leaves falling
