I went outdoors that breezy day
Feeling a gloom within
Then saw across the highway's din
A lone pine gently sway
It was a scrawny, aged tree
Bracing with unseen shield
The only one left in that field
From days when land was free
A new and shiny row of stores
Now sat on burdened ground
Why was that trunk still to be found
Where forests teemed before?
Then suddenly I felt a thrill
Warming my skin and face
It seemed that tree was waving grace
For living in God's will
I felt my arms begin to sway
We moved with one accord
As pine and I waved to the Lord
For living in this day
My heart now filled with thankfulness
To that green tree of prayer
It showed me that most anywhere
Faith can renew and bless.
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