' [ One Sunday ] '

And unto rugged road I walked In search where God could be, I got tired I stopped, by roadside I sat on a rock By the roadside I gathered my notion The rock and the trees were with me They were great companions to reckon Hope in their silence they understand me As in that silent moment I talked to God That Sunday morning under the tree, I pray Even if I wasn't in a church, and it's bizarre I believed God heard me. As the Psalm implies 'You know when I sit and when I rise; ' 'You perceive my thoughts from afar.' ****Psalm 139: 2 Ency Bearis 2014 All rights reserved