Lessons

There are lessons to be learned,
Child.

In the lush, verdant landscape
Of high mountain peaks,
Endless with vistas of
Grandeur and wonder.

In the deep, profound stillness
Of peace and serenity
Found amongst pines and aspens,
Reaching ever upward.

In the rush of the waterfall
Of newfound discoveries,
Resilient and promising
Clear cut recollection.

There are lessons to be learned,
Child.

In the vast, scorching desolation
Of the barren desert,
Endlessly mocking thirst
In the search for living water.

In the cavernous, terrifying depth
Of the crushing canyon,
Surrounded by insurmountable peaks
Providing no simple escape.

In the arduous, absolute ascent
Of the ridge,
Rocky, unstable, unforgiving terrain,
Concealing what lies beyond the summit.

All things shall give thee
Experience.
All things shall work together for thy
Good.
All things received with
Thankfulness
Shall one day be made
Glorious.

There are lessons to be learned,
Child.

Anna M. Molgard

©2009 Faithsong Publications, L.L.C.
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2009 Church Cultural Arts Submission, Finalist