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"Woodsing"
by Scot A. Westlake 02./03/02
For what has seemed an eternity
My soul has been housebound
So into the wilderness I went
And there Myself I found

Away from the things of man
Where time is just a season
Not worn upon my wrist
Far past all rhythm or reason

I bade my children "Look Around!"
For all about us there was treasure
And when we left this sacred ground
What we gained, too great to measure

How empty my soul was when we got there
And how clearly the woods did call my name
And to all this I must now swear
It took away all shame

Embraced by this God's holy ground
Surely this was his own shinning face
And to this place new life I found
And shed mans whole rat race

"Come forth, come forth!" it bade me on
"For you are welcome here!
Let loose the things of man this day
I'll take away all fear!"

I told my children to go on without me
Then watched them disappear
Then knelt beside the sunlit stream
So in God's presence near

I spread my arms wide as oak branches
And my heart he then did lift
Thank you Lord for All life's chances
And for it's Wonderous gift
poem by blackhorse for shewolf

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