—by Walter Lewis Smith

I have worked in the fertile earth and
planted a garden, so I know what faith is.
I have listened to the birds caroling in
the early morning and at dusk, so I know
what music is.  I have seen the morning
without clouds after showers, so I know
what beauty is.

I have sat before a wood fire with old
friends, so I know what companionship is.
I have walked the paths of quietness along
the forest floor, so I know what peace is.
I have dwelt in the valley of remembrance
and on the hills of home, so I know what
love is.

I have seen the miracle of spring, the
fruition of summer, and beauty of autumn,
followed by the repose of winter, so I know
what life is.  And because I have perceived
all these things, I know what God is.

the flowers are in cousin Brenda’s yard in Fairbanks.
The poem is copied from IDEALS magazine January 1964.

~~love and Huggs, Diane

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7 Responses to Sunday

  1. momma says:

    Beautiful flowers and wonderful words. Thank you Diane for sharing.

  2. Nanina says:

    :O What a beautiful poem and so very true. I love the pictures, I just love flowers.


  3. Tee says:

    A beautiful post! 🙂

  4. Maria says:

    Thank you. Sometimes we need a poem to remind us of all we have. This one certainly does that and I am so glad that you posted it for all of us to read.

  5. Breet@gci.nnda says:

    Diane, You put such wonderful words with my pictures. They added so much meaning to them. Thank you. Love Brenda

  6. kristine says:

    wow. awesome poem…and great pictures of course!!

  7. Cindy says:

    Beautiful! Lovely photos, even lovelier sentiment.

    Thanks for sharing!!!! 🙂