...All along I hear His song,
I've always known I do belong.

the colors I see,
so it may be,
a quiet tree near the sea.

the pouring waters of the pond,
theres a fountain just beyond.

above all this
you could not miss,
the bright and floating clouds of bliss.

With a brilliant light,
now theres a sight,
the beauty of His skys at night.

~
can never be placed behind bars.

~
All should get a chance to see,
what the greater songs of nature be...

  © David W. Smith 2009
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