Deep in the woods, as the morning light breaks,
All the animals rise and awake.
The birds and squirrels play all around,
As I sit perched high above ground.
I keep close watch for a beast greater than I,
While a flock of geese race ‘cross the sky.
The smell of wet ground, from early morn’ dew,
Rises to Heaven; a gift just for You.
‘Tis out here, among the trees and the pond,
That I clearly see God; of which I am so fond.
A group of wood ducks swim close to the log,
Then I hear the croak of an old bullfrog.
And out in the distance a wild turkey gobbles,
And a couple of wrens begin their lil’ squabble.
I sit alone out in this deep wood,
And gaze on the spot where majesty stood.
I look all around, and I take in the air.
Then calm sets upon me, and I know that God is right here!