A girl not even fifteen years
Sat along a hillside
With a Bible she'd been gifted.
Emotions were erratic
--No acknowledgement of sinning--
Still, she cracked the leather bond
And scanned In the beginning...
Wasn't long before the words
--Like garble--filled her mind,
As one 'begot' another
She increasingly resigned.
The grassy knoll around her
Disappeared into the night,
Along with it, a hope for peace
Amidst her constant plight.
Weeks would pass until, again
She'd find herself secluded,
Atop that hill that overlooked
The chaos she eluded.
'Til silence had been broken
Via liberating groans,
Heartfelt prayer soon followed
--That His presence be made known.
Gilded pages parted
--As she waited a reply--
Soon, laughter shook her belly
And the tears began to dry.
A Proverb introduction
Was exactly her forte,
Wisdom packed with humor?
Oh, if her teacher's taught this way!
In between some chapters
She would glance the world around,
Drink in of its beauty
That before, could not be found.
Days would pass--just two or three
Until they'd meet again,
This God that she had come to know;
Through Jesus Christ, her friend.
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