Green Hills [Lyric Poem]

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So many hills I have seen
   That grow so soft and thick and green.
 Though jagged rocks sit down below
   The grass and shrubs and weeds that grow
 Through cracks and gaps, in mud patches --
    Sprawling wide from tight-knit batches
  That stone cannot constrain or kill.

2 thoughts on “Green Hills [Lyric Poem]”

  1. I love how this captures the quiet courage of creation—life pushing through cracks, covering what is jagged with softness. The image of green hills laid over hidden stone feels a lot like grace: what’s harsh and hard is still there, but it’s no longer the whole story. Such a gentle reminder that God can make beauty grow in the most unlikely places.

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