I have descended.
I have descended I have descended the mountain Patiently one step at a time Down from youth’s lofty heights To the ordinary that is mine. I have come down from the pulpit Where youthful zeal spoke clear Down to autumns misty valleys Where all is not as it seems. Down in well worn pews Where Everyman sits and sighs Life has shrunk and so have I Though grateful to be alive. Let me sing in praise of the simple Let me relish the wonder within I will kiss the innocent flower Alone on a village street. Everything that is, is wonderful Everything a miracle of being The meek inherit the earth For the wealthy it lies unseen.