beautiful POEM from a friend's BLOG

Missing the Hill

Down from the Hill
Down to the world go I
Armed only with will
And passion to live and die
How scary the world is below
Where we were carefully thrown
To go forth, spread, and to follow
The path each has on his own
Silent steps thread on land
Now solely we carry our cross
Through hot, wet or bouldered sand
We make our way across
Gathering strength from Lord above
We take it day by day
The mission to go forth and to love
In every simple way
Behind us where we took our fill
We hear a jubilant sigh
'Cause slowly now, down from the Hill
Down to the world go I

~ nice noh? visit her poetry blog.