A View to Remember


Above the world in the arms of a tree,
I thoroughly surveyed my atmosphere.
Nowhere else would I prefer to be
Than on the roof of my home city.

All around was God’s creativity:
The sky above, the church I love,
The mighty branches that held me.
What a comfort to be in his security!

With a chirp, chirp that I tried and failed to copy,
A curious hummingbird buzzed by.
Many birds to the branches of my tree did flee,
Their songs filling the air with a marvelous melody.

A light breeze tousled the leaves gently,
Bringing with it the lovely smells of nature.
From that sanctuary I did depart eventually,
But from me will never depart that memory.

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