Trusting The Weaver Poem by Mystic Qalandar

In the day of adversity,
be hopeful;
in the day of prosperity,
pause and consider.

For God has set
the turn of seasons—
autumn's release,
winter's deep hush—
so the heart may know
that spring walks
faithfully behind.

In bright days,
the soul lifts its face,
drinking light,
petals open, unafraid.
In shadowed hours,
breathe slow and still:
as roots labor in frozen soil,
trust what is not yet seen.

Joy and ache are threads
woven by one Hand—
through frost and bloom alike—
a hidden pattern, fierce and kind,
teaching the heart to trust
the Weaver who shapes the whole
in Mercy,
in Grace.

—December,28,2025