Neon hammock in the trees
Sticking out as I do
A foreign thing
A foreigner
Morning hoping no one sees
So I get the fall morning breeze
To myself
But morning work must be done
So I find myself with company
Neon hammock in the trees
The morning worker sees
A smile and confirm
that my neon hammock in the trees
is okay for him...though foreign indeed
A universal thumbs up he gives to me
The cool fall breeze
like breath in my soul
Refreshing my joy in this land
where I and my hammock are foreign
A gift it is that this hammock stays
hanging on skinny trees
planted to be for none other
than to see
I think of the One who sustains
me
the trees
the birds I hear chirping
I breathe in the cool fall breeze
and can't help but know
My sustainer loves me
these trees are a gift from He
Sun peaks through
the surrounding buildings
Man made
but still enjoyable like the cool fall breeze
Give thanks to the Lord
for He is good
for His steadfast love endures forever
to the foreigner in the neon hammock--me