🎵 Arctic Signs of the Seasons 🎵 Christian Music | Lyrics | Spiritual Echoes in Nature

This song examines the seasonal changes in the Arctic North's nature and attempts to find echoes of spiritual metaphors in them. At one level, the song is about natural phenomena, but at another level, it may touch on something more profound.

SONG LYRICS:

Condemnation.
Dark ceremonies decorated with gloomy colors,
Frosting the tears that hide last memory of life.
Vanishing sounds of fading tomorrows,
Swallowed by the beast bringing the long dayless night.

No escape from this judgment now for a time,
Or endlessly if no end was ever decreed.
Just deserts creating their crime for ones bound in need.

Consequence.
Trapped in dark dungeons of our own making,
Barely keeping heads above the freezing blue below.
Sparing a hesitant thought amidst the aching,
The shivering soul shroudedly longs for blue above's glow.

Nature is humbled to its present verdict,
Aligning hope to what may lie beyond,
Longing for the one perfect to appear and cut the bond.

Hope.
Season of darkness is overcome by first glimmers of light,
Proclaiming the promise of a light greater still.
First whispers of those in darkness regaining sight,
Speaking of the coming warmth to bring end to deadly chill.

Heaven's hope is found in its luminous proclamations,
Nature confesses its need for mercy's warmth.
Singing from above to all nations found by grace and transformed.

Awakening.
Having believed itself deafened by the loudest absence,
Conscience awakens to whisperings of new birth.
Gentle touch brings warmth to icy blue within in fragments.
Tidings of hope born for a world in wait of renewal's mirth.

Creeks from soul's glacier are now gently melting.
Stream's hidden longing now finds it voicing,
Its melting heart heedfully helping to join in the rejoicing.

Rejoicing.
New creation.
Living waters.
Old coming alive as new.

Coming alive for the new springtime,
Fruit soon starting to ripen for the coming harvest.
Victory of light began at the first turn of clime,
Barely past the peak of the weight of darkness.