“This is the place” the prophet said

And gave a wave at the land ahead,

While his weary flock stared numb, in dread,

At the bleak and barren vale, instead’


this is the place? Some asked each other,

Quietly, not to challenge their Brother,

For if he said this is the place,

To disagree would be a disgrace.


Before them lay a fallow land

But soon they would come to understand,

The prophet chose what none would covet,

They’d build up this land and learn to love it.


And so a mighty empire grew,

And the prophet’s words today ring true,

By dint of work and God’s good grace,

They came to know that this was their place.


Sandra Lee Smith,

Originally written in 2010,

Updated April, 2018




Sandra Lee Smith

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