In The Grove

The sun is shining bright today

As the deer pass on by

The wind calmly blows

And small clouds float in the sky.

The trees gently whisper

Sweet nothings in my ear

As I walk through the forest

Knowing everything but fear.

The leaves rustle

In the cool morning breeze

A smile comes across my face

As I bend down to my knees.

Today I will find the truth

Asking the way I learned

I hear the snap of a twig

And I carefully turn.

I see no one

It’s just me and the trees

No one is near

To hear my pleas

A crack sounds again

And I quickly look around

Nothing is near, so once again

I bow toward the ground.

I begin to pray

‘Heavenly Father hear my prayer’

Then fear hits me hard

Like a rabid bear.

Darkness blots out the sun

Then blacks out the sky

I try to cry out

‘Oh why! Oh why!’

But my voice has been stolen

By the dark, black beast

As my soul starts to tear

I beg in my head ‘Please’

A bright shining line

Much brighter than the sun

Shines through the darkness

As the dark turns tail and runs

I look up toward the light

With my hand guarding my eyes

And there stand two beings

I tell you no lie.

I feel as pure as a snowflake

With absolutely no sin

As one says ‘This is my beloved son

Hear Him’