by Mariane Holbrook
When the blackness of the forest Keeps the sun from shining through, When I look toward the heavens And see not a hint of blue,
When I find myself surrounded By all kinds of fear and doubt And I search for paths to open, Showing ways I can get out,
Then I stop my frantic running And drop slowly to my knees, Kneeling in the cooling humus That surrounds the giant trees,
I can feel the gentle breezes And the birds’ sweet warbling sound; For the first time I’m aware That there is beauty all around.
I begin to sing God’s praises As the leaves begin to part, Letting in the light of glory, Bringing joy into my heart.
I’m no longer in the darkness I am filled with joy anew! For no matter our surroundings, We will see His light shine through.
