I watch the trickle of a mountain stream
I watch the birds that fly above
I watch nature and wonder, how could it be,
That God would create this just for me?
Free is the flight of the bird above
Free is the trail of the deer
Free is the flow of the trout in the stream
Free is the way it should be.
The deer approaches me
The birds land near me on a tree limb
The trout swims near my resting spot
Are they welcoming me, as God meant it to be?