Summit
Regardless of the steps you take,
they all have been ordained.
The myriad of things we do
must keep Him entertained.
We could not scale the gap to Him,
and so He did descend;
He let us cast our cares on Him,
our shepherd and our friend.
The Rock is on the mountaintop;
He’s also at the base,
and whether you are high or low,
He’s likewise in that place.
So, Daughter, do not fret the task;
just go and have great fun.
Relax among the stars with Him;
the summit has been won.
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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