A robin hopped through the grass
a worm in hopes to find.
I sat under a shade tree
with napping on my mind.
A few clouds wandered lazily overhead
in shapes ineffable.
The sky somehow seemed at ease,
so content and full.
I dozed.
The world turned.
The breeze played.
The sun burned.
Last night’s gentle rain
had removed all of the pain.
In dreams sublime,
warmed by sunshine
I pondered
man’s place
God’s face
and the unmerited fortunes of good grace.
Each time, it is a surprise
that I can rest, just as the earth does,
and dream such grand dreams
with peace, joy and love.
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