Nature Everywhere You Look,

Love In Every Brook

 

I raced down the hill

and let my eyes wander

around the trees and flowers

for hours.

I didn’t stop

when the rain came

but joined the raindrops

on the forest ground

with my cheek flush with the earth,

engrossed with my ant-like view.

And I say, “Thank You, Father!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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