The Lyrics From Billy's Forest Chapter Thirty Six

I am a Poet One that just happens to write in a forest. As of late. I've been called to a special collection of trees at the Billy Graham Library. We don't know how long a season will be drawn out. We might be able to predict summer, winter and fall. But the human side of change and challenge is a journey made of processes. In chapter 36 we talk about how to measure where your patterns have placed you. Just like the wind. We can learn a lot from the distance we've traveled.