A Time for Everything

A Time for Everything

I can feel the change in the way the wind blows
How dark nights come early
and the symbols in the breeze
Squeeze your existence so you realize

I can feel the change in the way the wind blows
How noise is loud and carefree dying down
and the ears perk sensation
Feelings are intense not sure how to pursue

I can feel the change in the way the wind blows
How heat becomes cold
and the tips of your fingers hurt
Rushing for cover trying to recover or rediscover

I can feel the change in the way the wind blows
How going back to normal doesn't exist
and time runs like self transcendence
and things remembered create complexity or bliss

I can feel the change in the way the wind blows

Keisha

Ecclesiastes 3:1

For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: