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Site Through Stone

I sit there on my blessed hill,
The boulders all surround me,
On my little patch of grass,
The spirit of the Earth has found me.

The eagle screams high above,
As does the peace giving dove,
Holding a branch in its bill,
Like Noah and his ark.

I stand up,
I stand and I sing!
The power of the grace of the earth,
In my hands!

I feel no longer powerless,
As before my meditation,
I feel a new found hope,
That was standing dormant in my heart.

I can smile now,
Say Hurrah!
And hallelujae!
God has not forsaken me.

I now believe.

Author notes

:-) the pic that inspired me:

http://www.sethbarnes.com/blogphotos/sethbarnes/www/standing_on_mountain2.jpg

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  • Midnight Dreamer Greeters member
    July 29
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  • Iloveugh
    July 6

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    Good i liked this alot. my favorite part was when you said "The eagle screams high above,
    As does the peace giving dove,
    Holding a branch in its bill,
    Like Noah and his ark."