Percival Landing
By Daryl Hall

The light of life in him is manifested in my view of him,
The day began as creation awoke from its slumber,
As I looked over the calm of the waters
His face was before me,
The silver darting of the school of fish
As they assembled as directed,
The jellyfish plume as it expanded
Like the opening of a blooming flower,
The mountains in the distance
Their caps covered by the whiteness of snow,
The beautiful singing of the birds
As they praised him at the break of day,
The blades of grass lifting up their arms toward him,
The beautiful trees covered by blossoms
Reflecting the beauty of his hand,
I saw a friend whose hair and beard
Were white as snow
Moving smartly across the distance,
The pack hung loosely upon his back
And his hat was placed at the chosen angle,
As he sat to rest under the gigantic tree
And turned toward me,
The sparkle in his eyes
And the radiance of his smile
Shown brightly the joy that was within him,
His appreciation for life and its blessings
Carried him through each day,
As I departed the serenity of the setting
Joy welled up on the inside of me
Because of the Spirit within me
And his gentle touch,
We will walk hand in hand this day
And he will guide the way.

The descriptions in this poem actually existed on the day that I wrote it. I would like to share it because of the man that I described with the white hair and beard. This man loved life and I believe he knew the Lord. I witnessed to him one day concerning prayer and the healing powers of Christ. I was saddened because he refused to go to our loving Father for what he perceived to be little things such as healing for our bodies. He just did not realize that God knows everything about us and he desires to satisfy all of our needs. No request is to small or to large for him. I could not get him to understand how deep the love of the Father is for each and everyone of us. That love is so deep that he sacrificed his son Jesus for us all. ~Daryl

More Poetry by Daryl:

> The Father