The Dew of The Season

An oil of gladness

A graceful meant for a season

Wondrously kept through the storm

Lost all but recovered all through it all

Like a dew of the season it came

Descending like an ointment

Washing away the tears of the past

Sorrowfully gone like a candle in the night

Everything changes becoming a new

Dew of the season

The storms has come and gone

Lighten strikes as if there won’t be an end

Wind blow restless threaten to swallow the ship where alive

As the anchor becomes too weak to held grip the ship

The anchor refuses to hold in spite of the storm

Come rain…come sunshine

You stand up with shoulder held up high

You reach out for the deep lunch into the zenith

You carry on irrespective of the critics

You were here and there waiting for the right time

The dew of the season

Season comes and gone

You waited this long for this day

The storms have come and gone

And there is a brand new feeling in the air

A new fresh breathe of hope a new day has emerge

The dew of the season

Greatness is unleash

You are here arriving big the breakeven point

Here the storms has come and gone

A rain descending the dew of the season