Gentle flowers
Leaning toward the sun
Longing for light
Bowing before the One

Towering trees
Arms stretched high
Hailing the King
Embracing Him nigh



Singing sparrows
In symphony soar
Proclaiming His Majesty
Each day all the more

Leaves of Spring
Budding and green
Bursting with rebirth
The Unseen in the seen



With the gentle flowers
I lean toward the Son
I long for His Light
I bow before the One

With towering trees
My arms stretch high
I hail my King
Embracing Him nigh



I sing with sparrows
Who in symphony soar
We proclaim His Majesty
Each day all the more

My Creator, my Beloved
I follow forever Your call
For although I am nothing
You are Everything and All

© Caroline Gavin
Purposeful Pathway

Psalm 57:8-10 (KJV)
Awake up, my glory; awake,
psaltery and harp:
I myself will awake early.
I will praise thee, O Lord,
among the people: I will sing
unto thee among the nations.
For thy mercy is great unto the heavens,
and thy truth unto the clouds.