“Good Timber Grows”
(Inspired by Douglas Malloch’s poem “Good Timber”)
[Verse 1]
The tree that never faced the storm,
Never bent, but never formed.
It stood alone, it stood so small,
No roots grew deep, no strength at all.
[Verse 2]
The man who never had to fight,
For sun and sky, for wrong and right,
He walked the path, so soft, so wide,
But never felt the fire inside.
[Chorus]
Good timber grows through wind and rain,
Through trials deep and through the pain.
The stronger storm, the stronger soul,
Through broken scars, we’re made whole.
[Verse 3]
Where forests rise, the giants stand,
Weathered strong by time’s own hand.
They bear the marks of battles past,
Yet through the storms, they hold steadfast.
[Chorus]
Good timber grows through wind and rain,
Through trials deep and through the pain.
The stronger storm, the stronger soul,
Through broken scars, we’re made whole.
[Bridge]
The sky is far, but we must climb,
Through sun and cold, through years of time.
For roots grow deep where struggles rise,
And touch the stars beyond the skies.
[Chorus] (repeat, bigger)
Good timber grows through wind and rain,
Through trials deep and through the pain.
The stronger storm, the stronger soul,
Through broken scars, we’re made whole.
[Outro]
This is the law of life we know,
Through storm and sun, good timbers grow.