Trek and Sacred Ground

Kay... I've been gone for three days. There was this AMAZING priest/laurel trek I got to go to. We went down to some spots in Missouri, Iowa, and Illinois that were significant to the pioneer latter-day saints. It was a great experience. We visited Mount Pisgah, Iowa; Adam-ondi-Ahman, Far West, Liberty, and Independence, Missouri; and then there was Nauvoo and Carthage, Illinois. It was such a fun trek. I want to share with you a poem I wrote while visiting Adam-ondi-Ahman. This valley in Missouri is one of the holiest places on earth. As a member of this church, I believe that the valley of Adam-ondi-Ahman was the garden where Adam and Eve dwelt before Satan tempted them. And I also believe that it is the site for the second coming of Christ, our savior.


When we went there, we were given the opportunity to spend some time meditating, reading our scriptures, and writing in our journals. I wrote a poem that I wish to share with you now. It is my testimony of this amazing place in rhyme.

The grass was thick, the sky was clear
The crickets whistled in my ear
Each crawling creature seemed so sure
They knew exactly where they were.
They were on sacred ground.

As I approached the valley sweet,
The mud would squelch upon my feet
and though the sludge was thick and cold
That mud was worth its weight in gold
That mud was sacred ground.

All gloom and sadness did depart
The spirit poured inside my heart
And in my core his words I felt:
"This was the place where Adam dwelt.
Here on this sacred ground."

I thought, as I beheld the land
Of him who knew each grain of sand,
Of him who cared enough for me
To suffer in Gethsemane
I walk his sacred ground.

I looked about this wonderous place
the sun in heaven warmed my face
Then I remembered that same sun
Will shine upon the holy one
Here on this sacred ground.

I know not when the day will come
Or just how far I should be from
this place, but to my God I pray
That I'll return upon that day
Back to this sacred ground.