Lionel Mandrake

A Better Woke

I woke up this morning

Worried, on the go

To places I know not

And no thoughts of blessings flowed

 

Like blue skies and white clouds

Animals at play

Bees making honey

Horses that neigh

 

Streams that ripple slowly

Trees that shade my soul

Slivers of rays that find me

So life won\'t take its toll

 

God is here and there

And everywhere I look

On the land, in the sea

In the fish in the brook

 

Now, when I awaken

Be still first, and ponder

Let these words echo softly

Of Gods blessings I shall not wander