Between The Redwood Trees
I walked between the Redwood trees
One solitary night
The starlit wood of memories
That whispered out of sight
Those mighty ones who held the sky
With roots of earth and stone
I heard them creak and softly sigh
Their song for me, alone
They sang of joy, they sang of light
To dark and ancient skies
Defying every weary night
With hope that sun shall rise
They sang of love and beauty’s dawn
Those wonders of the world!
And darkest hour before the morn
Into the light, unfurled
For me alone, yet not just me,
I heard the gentle breeze
And heard You whisper tenderly
Between the Redwood trees
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