Sunday Morning Services
Today I walked down my church's aisle
Through the meadow and round the bend
The choir erupted in glorious sound
Hearing birds their song to heaven send
The sun on the water reflected
A sweet rainbow of every hue
As beautiful as any stained glass
Piercing color, short lived but true
My prayers drifted on gentle breeze
His house alive with wild flowers
I read from the book of living and
Was cooled by the summer showers
When at last he comes among us
I think he might walk in this wood
And speak to his waiting children
"This I made for you...and it is good..."
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2010
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