If I Was a Tree
~ by Laura-Lee Rahn
I wonder if I'd be happy if I became a tree?
Not turned to a mighty oak, but a tiny sapling be.
All my little branches need not touch the sky,
As long as I could bow, when the Master of the Wind came by.
I needn't live for eons, but merely for a day
If in that span I learned, that the stone was rolled away.
I'd still remain just "Little Me", if it's all the same.
No matter what I look like, my Savior knows my name.
(So) let others be an ocean, to be deep and true blue.
I'll just be a tiny seed, we can move a mountain too.
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SAPLING |
I surely could be happy, if I were a tree,
But it would break my heart if I couldn't move
when God says, "Come Follow Me."
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Mighty Oak |