I Saw God Everywhere

I SAW GOD EVERYWHERE By Myrtle Poor (c) As I stood gazing up into the trees I saw the red, green and yellow of the bright autumn leaves. It reminded me of God's rainbow so fair, I looked and I saw God everywhere. As I saw the little wild flowers so perky and gay. I thought to myself "What a beautiful day." I looked at the clouds so puffy and fair: I looked and I saw God everywhere. As I walked down the path I heard a mocking bird sing. On a far distant shore I heard a church bell ring. The peace and tranquility were wonderful there: I listened and I heard God everywhere. I heard a little brook bubbling over the rocks; I saw a swaying little boat tied up in its dock. Trees were all singing as the breeze ruffled their hair, I saw and heard God everywhere. I felt God's spirit there that day. Among the trees, the birds and the flowers so gay. I cried, "Thank God," as His spirit descended on me there. My God and His love was everywhere