Prayer in the Woods, My Church

The birds are the chorus

Oh, how they adore us

As we make our way through the woods

 

The catbird reminds us

That time is behind us

And the trail up ahead is still good

 

My feet, they meander

And my mind, it still wanders

As I think of you every day

 

The leaves how they flutter

Not a word do I mutter

As I silence my mind and I pray