To The Hills Poem by micheal john

There i look
there where my help lies
there where cometh my hope
there where Angels fly
there where gold is incomparable to its beauty
there where sitted the feary one
To the hills where cometh my help
............There i look..............
And when all of my strenght is gone
and when there be no help from man
and when all melodies are gone
and when loneliness my companion
and when men rejects me
and when i cannot cope
from there cometh my hope
from there i here a new song
from there my strenght is renewed
from there my loneliness is taking away
to the hill where cometh my help
............There i look.............
When sorrows abounds
when brokeness my companion
when pains ravages the walls of my heart
when i am persecuted for the things i most embrace
............There i look............
There where my help lies
there where cometh my hope
there where Angels fly
there where gold is incomparable to its beauty
To the hills where cometh my help
..........There i look............