Lifted Laughingly Aloft

Down in the shade of the peak

Prospects all fretful and bleak

I see my dilemma enormous

A mountain that mocks.

What is the path to relief

This life so fragile and brief

Am I to be crushed, thrown aside

But then Spirit talks:

“Just who made that mount so tall

And who intervenes lest you fall

And who soars so high o’er its crest.”

The Lord, cry the rocks.


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Married and father of two. Living in Waterloo, Ontario. Workplace health and safety professional. Blogger. Poet. Nature hiker. History buff. Inspirational writer. Newsboy for Jesus.

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