Among the blossoms in a field
The beauty of God's love shall yield
With fragrant wisps in softest breeze
The heart and spirit feels such ease
To look upon this wondrous sight
To gaze within the morning light
We see the pattern life does share
Of all God's joy beyond compare
His blessings on the joy that lives
In every gift the earth shall give
So soft the petals tell a story
Of all the joy of God's own Glory
So capture all there is to see
In blades of grass and harmony
For there you see His "Glory Be"
Upon this earth for you and me.
Copyright April 11, 2007