The smell of the balsam and cedar
as I climb into the clouds
the thick gray around me
wet from the sky, the ground
knowing the sun is breaking.
Calling me to climb onward
up in the deep woods of August
where else would I rather be
out in creation, climbing,
enjoying this gift from God.
The scents on the breezes
the smell of the balsam and cedar
brushing my face with the branches
climbing up to the tree line
to praise God for the vista.
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edited
December 2, 2015
The
Smell of the balsam and cedar – v3
(editing
original)
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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