Mel Merrill Poet Lyric

Peace Within the Valley

There was peace within the valley,
And within the little church--
The white one with the steeple
Standing by the row of Birch.

And the people, few in number
Lord, they sure knew how to sing--
There was peace within the valley
With the Millhouse and the spring.

Like heaven was the meadow
Where the wild flowers grew--
There was peace within the valley
And a brooklet passing through.

Then the congregation gathered,
Offering a quiet prayer--
There was peace within the valley,
For the Lord, Himself, was there.

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Julie Clark April 17, 2014 at 1:16 AM woow that was beautiful it transported me there and its so God to know that God is there with us for God inhabits the praises of his people Julie Clark April 17, 2014 at 6:20 AM yes i have a place in my mind where i can go and be with the Lord escape from this crazy world and just find peace in Gods arms Mel Merrill April 17, 2014 at 3:49 AM Thanks for reading and commenting, Julie. I appreciate it.This one is near and dear to my heart, and exists, if only in my mind--and yes, it is a beautiful place. Hugs and blessings. Mel PS Happy Easter!

Richard Lamoureux April 12, 2014 at 9:25 AM Blessings to you as well. Mel Merrill April 12, 2014 at 1:32 PM Thank you my good friend; I need em :) C-ya later. Peace within...mel :)

Faye Gibson April 11, 2014 at 7:22 PM Mel, I have read most of your poems and enjoyed them very much. You have the gift! Mel Merrill April 11, 2014 at 11:19 PM Thank you Faye, I'm honored. Being new here, I'm trying to read everybody's stuff and to comment. Takes time though, as I'm sure you're aware, which makes your visit and comment all the more special. Thank you again, as I look forward to reading your poems. Have a great weekend. Blessings, mel :)

Richard Lamoureux April 10, 2014 at 7:52 AM Peace washed over me as I read this lovely piece. I do believe inspiration comes from God. I would not give the credit to imaginary muse. It is always best to go to the source of everything and your pen will never dry up. Mel Merrill April 11, 2014 at 11:29 PM Great advice, my friend--my Canadian friend :) I believe this was an inspired poem; came to me like, well, like a vision. I can see this valley, clearly, in detail and in living color. Amazing what the mind conceives! Wish you could see it, but I'll bet you can. Thanks for the needed encouragement, Richard, and have a nice weekend. Blessings, mel :)

Casarah Nance April 10, 2014 at 6:01 AM Great! I loved this. You are pretty dang awesome Mel. I'm really liking your poetry, you rock! Mel Merrill April 10, 2014 at 6:54 AM Sweet of you to say, but true; I'm awesome and I rock. You're amazingly perceptive :) Honestly, you're the one who rocks--reading my poems and taking the time to comment. You are thoughtful and kind--and a talented poet (Luv your writes).You can be my newest, bestest friend. I'll be dropping in now and then--even to say Hi; you do the same. You're the coolest ;) Hugs // mel

Aiyah Torres April 8, 2014 at 1:58 PM The Lord's congregation... I missed the day when I was part of them.. :")) I enjoyed your poetry, Mel.. the peace , calm and serenity it brings... well done!!! ^__^ Mel Merrill April 8, 2014 at 4:41 PM AiyaH, you are too kind--but I'll take it :) That valley exists in some demension, and it is peaceful, calm and serene. It's beautiful--sunny and green, a knee-deep meadow, a swimming hole, a field of wild flowers and the most friendly, unpretencious people. Why don't we go there some Sunday and sing, and pray--and take a swim! C-ya soon. Peace. ;)