Beneath the shelter of an all-embracing hand,©03/01/2015 Carol Welch
I bask in strains of earthly realms and spheres.
marvel at the expanse of life and land,
how peace can reign among fighting and fears.
Beneath the canopy of Father's will ,
I find the shade to quell strife's scorching heat,
cause inner conflict turbulent be still,
take up, of this day, the measured beat.
Within the matrix, He has bid me grow,
while I see but the step that lies ahead,
it may be in the process I will know,
with gratitude, the Hand that held and led.