A delicacy of delights
bold and beautiful,
strong, yet nimble,
God's own glorious creation
ever gentle a breeze,
soft petals of many
dance freely in the wind,
His gentle breeze caresses
the stems,
as the green meadow dances
to his sweet symphony,
Swaying to the beat
of the Master's own drum,
The sweet grasses stand tall
tothe conductors own hand,
As the meadow comes
alive to His
Wind Melody~~
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Thank you for your words on Wind melody.. I feel as though God is the creator.. and He is my all.. thank you for reading my work.
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I find this to be a well written and thought provoking piece. Even for those who do not believe in God, it makes one realise there is always something greater than us.
Wonderful work
'D' (Scott)
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