Friday, March 11, 2011

Nowhere to Hide

When I look up at the trees
Naked and exposed
I wonder if this is what God sees spite of skin and clothes
We cannot hide our deepest thought
To Him it is revealed
The minutest little jot
Cannot be concealed
And as the trees lift up their arms
With bare and humble limb
It seems there's nothing we can do
But lift our arms to Him
For He is full of mercy
And in spite of our shame
As He beholds our utmost thought
He loves us just the same


I love looking at the majestic form of trees
Stripped bare of their cloak of leaves......

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