Some days the mountains speak to me
defending Truth and Love
like Angels climbing Jacob´s Ladder
to and from Above
With thoughts so clear and brightly shining
fields of grass and green
stretching to horizon´s line
and farms lying in between
Other days the mountains seem
an obstacle of view
which stop me seeing o´er the sky
and leave me feeling blue
Tis these weeks the hardest are
when shadows mark my way
when people´s words like arrows fly
and hinder all my days
To search for good in every thought
dispels the darkest night
for through the words and tempers flared
lie Angels in disguise
To take us higher in our thought
to bless us every day
find the Love in everyone
it is the only way.
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