a poem in my pocket

camping offers idle
time alone with nature
and nature’s God. He is
everywhere present in the
quiet moments, in shade of
tall pines; seen in magpie’s
wings and shine of doe’s eyes;
felt in chipmunk’s fast heartbeat
and icy glacial stream; heard in
honk of goose and bugle of elk.
He abides on mountain heights
and in rocky crags’ hidden cave;
his power witnessed in lightning
jolt, drenching downpour or an
alpine avalanche; in strength
and beauty that beckons
us to be still and know.

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“Be still and know that I am God…” Psalm 46:10