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Short poem about God's creation. :) |
| Whispers in the branches, Stories in the trees, I cock my ear and listen, To sounds that do not cease. Laughter in the water, Rumbling as it falls, I sit next to the river, To me it seems to talk. Rustling in the grasses, Tall and bending ‘round, I dance with their rhythm, And I never want to stop. Love and life surround me, The work of God’s own hands. I marvel at his wonders, I listen, sit and dance |