“Seasons Under Christ: A Sestina on Ecclesiastes 3:1” reflects Ecclesiastes 3:1’s wisdom that every moment has its season under God’s will. Through six end-words—time, season, will, Jesus Christ, life, earth—the sestina weaves humanity’s universal cycles: birth and death, joy and sorrow. Each stanza portrays life’s rhythms, from earth’s dust to seasons’ bloom, guided by Jesus Christ, whose love and cross illuminate divine timing. The poem avoids progress, embracing balance, as storms yield to peace and shadows to hope. The envoi affirms Christ aligns all time, seasons shape every life, and earth echoes God’s timeless will, inviting all souls to trust in the sacred rhythm of existence.

In every hour, there dawns a sacred time,
A rhythm woven through the shifting season,
Each moment held within God’s boundless will.
All souls find peace in grace through Jesus Christ,
Who walks beside the fleeting spark of life,
And treads the paths that circle round the earth.

From dust to dust, the cycles of the earth
Return, as seasons answer heaven’s time.
The breath of birth ignites a mortal life,
Yet none may flee the turning of the season.
Through every age, redemption shines in Jesus Christ,
The light that bows before the Father’s will.

No heart can sway the tides of heaven’s will,
Though storms may scar the meadows of the earth.
The name of love endures through Jesus Christ,
Who carves for each a moment in its time.
In joy or grief, there blooms another season,
And every soul is bound to fleeting life.

The tears of loss, the laughter shaping life,
Are held within the balance of His will.
The spring retreats, yet yields a new season,
As seeds take root upon the patient earth.
Each dawn, each dusk, submits to holy time,
Yet all are led by mercy’s Jesus Christ.

When shadows cloak the labors of a season,
The hand of God restores the spark of life.
No path is lost to love through Jesus Christ,
Whose cross reflects the heart of heaven’s will.
The fields of toil, the stones upon the earth,
Shall heed the silent rhythm of His time.

So let us trust the measure of His time,
And greet the peace that crowns each mortal season.
From shore to shore, the bounty of the earth
Shall sing the hope that kindles every life.
In all we are, there rests a sacred will,
Fulfilled in love through Savior, Jesus Christ.

O Jesus Christ, align our every time,
As season turns to season shaping life,
So earth may echo heaven’s timeless will.