As I settle down on greenish hillside early

The Midsummer mist looks fresh and pearly;

Winnowing rare on wings of prayer–

The Midsummer mist presents itself there.

As I pause there pleasantly pondering

Thoughts of tomorrow begin me wondering;

What for me was to be in store—

Questions come to my own mind’s door.

Kneeling on the greens to pray—-

Assurance kissed me that Midsummer day;

I may not know what tomorrow holds

But I know the One who tomorrow holds.

As I paused there pleasantly pondering

God kept my thoughts from wandering;

As I mused amid the Midsummer mist–

God granted me mercy—and restful rest.

2010 by Douglas Raymond Rose


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Free-lance Author-Writer-Speaker Member Academy of American Poets Member Texas State Teachers Association Member Texas State Historical Society Award-winning free-lance writer
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