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Left, right, on sand or sod

Left, right, on sand or sod,
The scrape of gravel beneath my feet,
I will for lightness, steady plod.

I would communicate with God;
In my trite thoughts, find words so sweet.
Left, right, on sand or sod.

In moments, humbled, Ive been awed.
His gracious presence I entreat.
I will for lightness, steady plod.

Thoughts would light up my pathway broad;
In conscious contact, God Id greet.
Left, right, on sand or sod.

I cover ground by yard or rod,
More eager for a touch receipt;
I will for lightness, steady plod.

I sense Him there, my Father God,
Who said, My words, touch, taste, and eat.
Left, Right, on sand or sod,
I will for lightness, steady plod.

07/19/2011 Carol Morfitt
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