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In my little cabin


In my little cabin

in the middle of the wood,

I awake and see the seasons,

and my heart sings all is good.

I listen for the birdsong

wafting softly through the breeze

And see God blow his lifebreath

gently through the trees.

Alone here in my cottage,

alone here in my wood,

I awake and see the seasons,

and my heart sings all is good.

©Feb. 2019


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