Wind,
Nothing but its
Caress…swift in the
Void of its giving.
And still each leaf sways
Grateful in its
passing.
~
So much unnoticed - as if our eyes were meant to
view the world but not the secrets of its
gifts.
Yet grace appears in the faith beyond
our senses...it's the sway of leaves
dancing in an unseen breeze.
There's a holy breeze constant in its giving...close your
eyes and sway
2 comments:
I will take these beautiful thougths to my rest, this is so lovely.
"So much unnoticed - as if our eyes were meant to
view the world but not the secrets of its
gifts.
Yet grace appears in the faith beyond
our senses..."
We forget to see but may we be awake to see again the gifts and the way ahead.
Thank you Ana!
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