Upon my journey,
I may sit and reflect
upon a quiet time
that I can recollect.
The mountains
I can see in the far distance
are the obstacles that
await me, for instance.
I cry aloud to my Lord,
He responds with great peace.
At His Word, I command
each mountain to cease.
The clouds begin to emerge
as the rain begins to fall.
It was upon a quiet time
that I answered my Lord’s call.
– A. Brown
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The Lord is gracious and kind. He responds to our call.
Beautiful poem.
Amen! Thank you. 🙂
My pleasure.