Through the winter bulbs are hiding in the shelter of the ground,
waiting until spring for their beauty to be found.
The tulips and the daffodils, with the hope they contain,
are filled with a promise that their beauty will remain.
Although they seem quite lifeless while their beauty cannot show,
when spring returns they slowly start to rise, bloom and grow.
We too can have the promise of springtime in each life,
when we can grow and blossom after facing pain and strife.
Although we often suffer, God will lovingly fulfill
His promise to creation that He is faithful still.
As we hold onto the hope, like flowers in the spring,
we will burst forth from our sorrows with a joyful song to sing.
© Connie Arnold
Excerpt of A Symphony of Seasons