The smell of the balsam and
cedar
as I climb into the clouds
higher and higher,
the thick gray around me
wet from the sky, the ground
knowing the sun is breaking
calling me to climb on
in the deep woods of August
Where else would I rather be
out in creation, on the
mountain
enjoying a gift from God
the scents on the breezes
brushing my face with the
branches
thick with the scent of
balsam and cedar
up to the tree line
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edited July 12, 2014
The Smell of the balsam and cedar – v2
February 11, 2010
The Smell of the balsam and cedar
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