There’s a tide turning in your life, a season changing

returning Harvests, a plot softened by unexpected showers;

This is time to weep relief, dance healing, restore from torn;

..a time to wake, take joy, stake claims ~ make returns on loss you never thought remembered your name.

This is that time, it comes by once in a few ways, like crumbs of yesterday in many waters, returning 7fold,

This is that time a tide turning in your life, a season changing, Harvests ‘neath every silent prayer.