I sit in this field
a part of this field
My spirit soars
a part of this field.
I see the earth stretch before me
stretching in the morning light
awakening from a warm night.
The miles of rustling grass
The red in yonder mountains
The crisp clouds above
All painted for us.
I am a part of this scene,
I am a part of this picture.
I feel God nudging me
with the morning breeze.
I feel God hugging me
with the rising sun.
I feel God
I know Him
I am a part of His picture
I am a part of His plan.
I am a part of His field
I will do as He wishes
I am a part of Your field
As You wish,
It will be done.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
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