A gentle fragrance fills the air
in the early Misty Morn.
And the Presence of The Lord is there.
Pain and sorrow weigh heavily on my heart.
Loss of a loved one so near
and the clouds begin to part.
From the dark and ominous sky
Day is trying to break.
The Presence of the Lord is here
He will not forsake.
A voice within tells me
He feels my sadness.
He knows how much I loved
And this loved one I will miss.
He bids me listen to the singing
of the Mockingbird
He sings a portion of all the
songs he has ever heard.
He tells me I am somewhat
like that songster.
For I, too, speak the words
of my brother and sister.
The air blows a gentle puff
across my face.
I feel the comfort of His Love.
The Presence of The Lord is in this place.
Sara Gardner Blow
©1992
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