I Thought Of God

(Marijohn Wilkin)



I walked to the whispering forrest

Not a man made sound could I hear

A pretty sound was playing there

Without a sign of fear.



I walked alone up to mountain

And looked out over the sea

I saw an eagle spread his wings

In flight so gracefully.



I knew that I was walking

Where mortal should not trod

There on the lonely mountain

I stopped and thought of God.



I walked through a busy city

It was filled by men and steel

A young one cries and old one dies

Where love and hate are real.



I knew that I was walking where

Many men had trod

There in the busy city

I stopped and thought of God...