Time's Gentle Call; Are You Listening?

A poem urging youth to seek the Creator's love before aging dims joy and hope.

In youth’s bright dawn, lift your gaze,
To the Creator of all your days.
While heart is light and skies are clear,
Hold His love close, keep Him near.

For time will creep, and shadows fall,
When joy grows faint, if it comes at all.
The sun may dim, the stars may fade,
The moon retreat in clouded shade.

After the rain, when storms return,
And years weigh heavy, the soul may yearn.
Yet in your spring, with strength imbued,
Seek Him now, your hope renewed.

—Noisy Wren