A Sunday Walk

On Sunday we walked upon the fells

Down in the valley they rang church bells,

Calling forth the flock to pray

And cheering us on our way.

We may not be sat on pews,

But look upon God given views.

A pastor's sermon we may miss

But know the lord created this.

How otherwise could there be,

These mountains, of such majesty.

Before this glory, here we stand

Created surely, by his hand.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Stebbings Avatar
November 29, 2016 at 9:44 AM
Enchanting, Gary. I live in the South East and feel the same about the Downs near me. +7 // Barry
Smith Avatar
November 29, 2016 at 10:23 AM
Thank you Barry, we spend most weekends among the Cumbrian fells. :)
Allison Avatar
November 28, 2016 at 2:57 AM
I can relate to this too Gary - am not a church goer but we too were out walking yesterday enjoying the beauty of our lovely little Island:-) hugs jan xx
Smith Avatar
November 28, 2016 at 6:02 AM
We spend many weekends hillwalking Jan. :)
Leake Avatar
November 27, 2016 at 3:57 PM
Enjoyed your poem Gary, There's nothing like a good sunday walk to clear your mind and look at the beautiful scenery. Best Wishes Kevin
Smith Avatar
November 27, 2016 at 3:59 PM
Thank you Kevin.
Teaser Avatar
November 27, 2016 at 3:56 PM
Beautiful words. Although I am not religious. I believe in everyones hopes and desires..
Smith Avatar
November 27, 2016 at 4:00 PM
Thank you Keith.
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