Here is a poem that my father wrote. It reminded me of my own searching for truth, which began with acknowledging the beauty of God's creation. I thought it was worthy of sharing - and remembering. Today I am a student of my dad. Enjoy! :-)
reaching for the light
what i feel is right
the best way to be
is to follow the trees
some lay in the shadows
the way the wind blows
looking for love
drawn from above
wonder what it's like
to be in the light
i pay them no mind
just twist and twine
up from my roots
like a good pair of boots
helping me toward
that lofty view
seen only by few
lets me look inside
where the light also shines
that's where i start
from my own heart
I love you, Dad.
With all my heart,
Sunshine
