The Woods

We pray for peace upon the place- where deer and bear cub roam. Streams bearing fish-of natural form must plenty weighted nets, and trees that make a song in wind- that some have never heard, are bastions in skyward grace to their Creator’s eyes. Each blade of grass, rock, stone and spring…. all work to make the scene… as blue jays, hawks and sparrows thrive within God’s promised care Rains and snows will bless this place. dryness a curse. And as one sits and listens to the songs of birds and leaves - you pray for peace within the woods, this place in nature fond. 07/27/2024