I stand on a mountain
I wonder what’s behind the next hill
I dream of tomorrow
I always try to do God’s will!
I am quiet – I am still
I feel the winters’ cold weather
I hear the wind in the pines
I am glad I wore a warm sweater
I see below a mountain lake
I saw a Hawk come flying by
I know the world is not awake!
I feel like I need to cry
I feel God – I know I’m not alone,
And I know this world is not my home!
Thomas Theophilus© January 25, 20
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