To Barb and the Touch of Wilderness Staff, In Gods' eternal loving Grace It's clear His hand has touched this place And pilgrims who shall wander here Will know this shelter holds them dear And hearts that truly see this land Will be caressed by Nature's hand And if you let your soul be still You'll hear the whispers from these hills So pilgrim if you read these lines You'll know this is the place and time For you to pause----to stop and rest And know because you're here-----You're blessed