Season For God

Dropping in, getting real, 
what danger is there? 

If I connect to how I feel, 
I will be swallowed up! 

Feelings so big from the magnetism 
of momentum, rolling over myself 
so many times 
for the sake of perseverance 
that I am crushed underneath. 

And the cycle continues 
until I reach a cliff. 

What weight with which to fall! 

What depth there is to the sea 
of lost grief beckoning us 
to sink. 


So many of us are frozen, 
carrying younger versions of ourselves 
iced over by the shock and the loss, 
and the violence of existing. 

I was a child once, perhaps, 
we almost remember. 
Pushing past our innocence 
following after the world 
pushed onto us long ago. 

Fighting to rise up 
only to avoid being trampled 
and forgotten, drowned. 


What if instead of overriding, 
I move towards my tender core 
and break up the dam around it? 

Let the rivers flow back 
into the ocean… 


The Keeper of Love 
waits there, 
patient and steady, 
waiting to receive 
whatever we release. 

© Season Naify, 2025 


"Keep your heart with all vigilance, for from it flow the springs of life.” 
Proverbs 4:23, ESV 


“Truly I tell you,” he said, “unless you turn and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.”  
Matthew 18:3, CSB