snowy peaks of the mountain
To the gently
moving river in the valley
His love and
artwork is shown within
The beauty and
He gives us this gallery.
A River Runs
As I sit, come evening, and look
closely at the river
There is a splitting of
the water with land in the midst.
On one side
is some rocks, and the waters rush by
to and fro, even sending out a fine lofty mist.
None the less, it rushes past the
obstacles it meets.
Finding the peaceful
solitude Of the slowly moving river again.
is as if it's so tired, and allowed the much
But, with persistence it made it
past all into the glen.
On the other side, the water softly
moves around bends
And also comes into the
glen, and meets with the first
Together again they make the river
flow through the valley.
The sparkling water
flowing by is like a beautiful dream.
Then I notice where the water had
rushed into the rocks
That by that side of
the river there were many lovely flowers.
mist sent out fresh water for each to soak up
So these flowers had the daily
fresh misty showers.
Such is life as we struggle through it
with many trials daily
We go smoothly and
then obstacles come before us we must
But, sometimes after going through them,
we gain blessings.
And along the way, perhaps
blessed others during these days.
Some days we do drift by, though,
with ease and quietness.
And though no
obstacles come before us, we make it till
We may not feel the blessing as much as
the days of struggle
But, trusting that He
gives us a mixture of days 'just right.'
I thank the Lord for the rocks
along the way,
I thank the Lord for walking
me through each trial
But most of all I thank
the Lord for always being with me
He is with
me through my daily walks, each and every mile..