Poetry In Motion

Walking through a desolate land

Look around, all I see is mud

It's pouring down

Close my eyes, take a second look

And I see beauty,

The beauty that could be

When the storm is over.

The beauty that's in store

For those who wait upon the Lord

From the ashes, from the destruction

Beauty is coming.

See the sun's ray

Shining through the clouds

Although it's pouring down

The flowers in the breeze

Give us hope for another day

And remind that spring is on it's way.

What once was

Bundled up, burdened under pain

Is now arising, out of the ashes into new life

As the flowers push up through the dirt

They start to bloom again

Reminding us of the beauty that's in store.

Walking through the desolate land

I don't see it how it is

But how it could be

He sees the beauty that will be

Not the destruction that is

And He takes our hands

Through these desolate lands

And He leads us through.

As we go through the valley again

It gets easier as we know the way out

Sometimes all we have to do is close our eyes

And see the beauty that's coming

And let that be our hope.

As we face similar pains

We know we can keep walking

Because we've been here before

So the way out doesn't seem as scary as it once was.

Sometimes our desolate lands,

Our valleys,

Our burdens and pains

Are really miracles in the making

Beauty in the waiting

That's been refined through the storm

Now arising stronger than ever before.

Sometimes our mountains

Are just little hills

And He's waiting to take our hand through it all.

Sometimes all we have to do

Is keep walking over them

Keeping our eyes on Him

As our mountains fade away

And what once looked so big

Now looks so small

When you're on the top looking down.

Walking through a desolate land

Look around, all I see is mud

It's pouring down

Close my eyes, take a second look

And I see beauty,

The beauty that will be

When the storm is over.

Imagine the beauty in a desolate land

See the hope in the middle of the storm

Sometimes our mountains that looked so big

Are just little hills waiting to be crossed over

Take His hand and don't be afraid

He'll lead you through,

He'll help you climb your mountain.

One day when you're looking back

You'll see the beauty that has been made

From all the ashes in your life

So don't give up

'Cause beauty is coming

Joy is coming

The morning is almost here

Spring is coming.

Take His hand through the desolate land.

BLESSINGS
 

Blessings is beautiful song by Laura Story about how God brings goodness out of disaster.
Kool Christian Girl made this video and wrote the poem that you just read that in
my opinion is all just "poetry in motion."