Psalm Of The Park

I see you lord in your creation

In winding paths that skirt the lake

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In birds waddling in muddy puddles

In butterflies that glide past on the wind

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In fallen leaves, golden, red and brown

In mighty trees with countless shades of green

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In children playing hide and seek

In mothers proudly strolling past with prams

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In the smell of rosemary filling the air

In the earthly aroma of autumn beneath my feet

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In old ladies walking their dogs

In young couples together hand in hand

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In the cry of geese on the wind

In the trickling song of a lonely stream

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In everything awash with colour

In the incredible wonder of your creation.

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