Hello. I’m Maya: bookdragon, wordsmith, forest girl, dreamer, coffee lover, throne warden, and sinner saved by grace. Here’s where I post my random thoughts and poetry.
when through the woods and forest glades I wander
and hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees
when i look down from lofty mountain grandeur
and hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze
then sings my soul, my savior, God, to thee
how great thou art
wandering in the woods | hours spent alone | a bubbling creek | swift breezes | leather journals | memories of sunlight | sandy feet and a face tired from smiling so much | cedar trees and stone paths | magic just across the bridge | splendorous mountain views
and when i get lost in the wilderness of my sin and my despair, when i cannot see you for all the darkness surrounding me, oh Abba, be near
and when i think that God, his son not sparing
sent him to die, i scarce can take it in
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