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Experience of Natural Setting #2 – Noland Trail
“In his hand are the depths of the earth, and
the mountain peaks belong to him. The sea is his, for he made it,
and his hands formed the dry land.” (Psalm 95: 4-5)
While on
the Noland Trail, I found a secluded area, encompassed by trees with crisp
leaves coating the ground. I found a seat on a moist, slanted rock in order to
clearly perceive Nature’s message. As God spoke through my thoughts, I produced
this poem:
Golden beams glare through
gaps in the leaves
Lime blades arise through the
earthy crumbles
The space in between is where
we meet
Whispering wind tickles the
nape of my neck
Liquid beads perch in the
spider web’s design
Your presence provides where
I am incomplete
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