Natures Mindful Things
By Sonshyne
When I feel the wind blowing, It does something to my soul. The sound of it opens my eyes. Suddenly, I see everything that surounds me. The silence is loud. The chirping of the birds, Turns the pages of my mind back to shen I was a child. I see myself running nda playing, without a care in the world. I enjoy the sound of running water. It sends me into a deep Meditation. I began to realize how eminent Gods power is, How mighty his works of nature are. I regonize how marvelous, how phenomenal his love for me must be. If ever I forget, I just stand still and listen to his words of wispers in the wind. I look at the leaves falling from the tree, As he blows them across the concrete and I hear The ruffuling sounds they make. Oh! There is always a reminder, From the reflection in the lake. Written February 22nd, 2002 © on Feb 22 2002 04:22 AM PST 0 • 10
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