Here stands a church that Nature built
From seed and sun and gentle rain,
With living walls of spreading oak
And thick pine carpets smoothly lain.
Where in the Canticle of Praise
Assumes a sweeter, sacred note,
Beneath the leafy rooftop where
It rises from a thrush s throat.
Along the aisles of shadowed fern,
The soft responses of the wind.
To litanies of quiet peace
That fill the hearts of all within.
So is the forest, as of old,
A sanctuary for the soul!

©Grace E Easley

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Photograph by David Sausse
Photo was taken on September 25, 2011, at 7:46 a.m.
in Vorderweidenthal,
a municipality in Südliche Weinstrafle district,
in Rhineland-Palatinate, western Germany

For those of you who do not know what the word Canticle means..
It is a song that has words from the Bible
and that is used in Christian church services

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"The World Is Waiting For The Sunrise" Midi
This is a popular ballad with lyrics by Gene Lockhart
and music (Toronto 1918) by the concert pianist Ernest Seitz,
who had conceived the refrain when he was 12.
Embarrassed about writing popular music,
Seitz used the pseudonym "Raymond Roberts"
when the song was first published by Chappell in 1919.