True season

Spoken in true season
The soul silently cried its tears
Dropped on the ears and hands of unfamiliar men
Coaxing words that lingered through the ages

Spoken in true season
Dwindling life in the throes of turmoil
Mine fields scatter as mind feels
Mind feels responsible for all hindrances

Spoken in true season
A restless soul finds peace
In what was first words of life
Are now life in words

Spoken in true season
Denouncements were favoured
Disgusting words to hear oneself utter
Though each syllable made sight clearer

Spoken in true season
A son stumbles in the SON
Clarion call in a chorus of voices
Called and now used to call more to bare

Spoken in true season
Serverance and death looms
Birthing new life and new seasons
Pain must be felt to redeem purpose

Spoken in true season
Shackles fall all around
New realisation of hinderances abound
The spirit fights to live all the way

Spoken in true season
Flesh dies again
Familiar feelings tried again
Lessons taught and tests arise

Spoken in true season
Prophecy hands the task
This season will not last
"Your latter shall be greater than your past"

Spoken in true season
The beginning will not be easy
Strength has been provided
The spirits wisdom will see you succeed

Spoken in true season
These lessons were your reason
Called for such a time as this
This is the life you're born to live

Speak in your season
For this is the reason
You've stayed alive to give