Everywhere We Turn
His scent is in a flower
I sense Him in the dale
He powers up volcanoes
His breath fills up ships' sails
I walk with Him quite easily
I invite Him in my door
He hesitates, all humble dignity
His fearsomeness no more
The Lord God Almighty
Grants us naught but time
To seek Him everywhere we turn
To feel Life's rhythm and rhyme
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2019
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