I wrote this a few years ago. Just wanted to share.
God's Fine Creation
To the mountains so secluded and far away,
I wish I could go there every day.
Up there I feel so close to the Lord,
I go and talk with him; it's like we're in
one accord.
The mountains, trees, and streams beckon me,
As I sit in the amidst of the trees,
It sounds as though nature is singing a new
song to me.
The crickets and the other insects make up
the sections of the strings.
Then the wind rustling in the trees is like
a flute playing softly.
The stream close by me is beating over the
rocks like the Indians used to beat the
drums.
The birds are tweeting like trumpets with
their mellow hums.
So all of these sounds make up nature's band,
Is rested in the palm of God's great hand.
Thanks for reading.
2006-08-27
03:34:22
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