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In a Whisper of Faith

In a whisper of faith, God calms the raging storms.

In a whisper of faith, God diffuses the troubles of life;

In a whisper of faith, God instills peace amidst the strife.

In a whisper…

In a whisper of faith, God shields me from the searing heat.

In a whisper of faith, God is in the wind sifting through the trees;

In a whisper of faith, God surrounds me in a cool, gentle breeze.

In a whisper…

In a whisper of faith, God protects me from the frigid, wintry cold.

In a whisper of faith, God wipes away my tears in the deep, dark night;

In a whisper of faith, God watches over me until the dawn of morning light.

In a whisper…

In the Midst of Night

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In the midst of night

Snow drifted softly down;

It swirled and blanketed

The once bare ground.

In the midst of night

The north wind emitted a chilly breeze

Which swished and swept through

The stillness and the forest of trees.

In the midst of night

Dark clouds gathered on the horizon

Effectively obscuring the deep sky

And masking the distant starry vision.

In the midst of night

I slept unworried and not knowing

That outside my home frigid winter had

Returned as it was steadily snowing.

 

The Gift of Silence

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Melodious robin punctuates the hushed air

As a mild wind blows and temperatures are fair.

Branches swish and sway among the cluster of trees;

Dancing in the warm wind and the flowing breeze.

Lone owl hoots in the lazy mid-afternoon

While the day is bright and peacefulness resumes.

Crickets chirp and sing in the rosy hued twilight

Forming an unseen choir in the depths of night.

Peacefully I lay listening to the calming quietness

And am gently blessed by the gift of silence.

Listening to the Night

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Chirping choir of crickets sounding

As the thickening darkness surrounds me

A soft and gentle breeze blows

Brushing my arms, cheeks and nose

A lone owl hoots in the night;

Somewhere beneath the faint moon light.

Increasing wind swishes and sways in the trees;

A rhythmic lullaby like a lapping, churning sea.

Zigzag flashes of dancing bright lightening

Trail across the black distant horizon

Soon peals of crashing thunder is heard

Creeping ever nearer and nearer

Raindrops patter and strum

In a steady, staccato hum

Finally, the beating rain slowly recedes

As morning arrives softly caressing the scene.

Immersed in AUTUMN

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Acorns dropping from the old oak trees
Uncovered and bare branches sway in the chilly breeze
Thick needled pines remain a deep hunter green
Untouched by time and the approaching winter season
Maple, elms, ash, and birch all sway and soon follow suit
Now changing hues and peaking as their leaves drift upon my shoes.

Edge of the Forest

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Slender birches and elms tower in the blue lit sky

Quietly displaying their dainty green leaves

As their long armed branches silently

Wave In the gently blowing breeze.

A lone songbird chirps and sings deep

In the quietly sprawling woods

A sad and lonely melody which perhaps

No neighboring creature understood.

Like a dampened sponge, the lush grass green

Grass sinks beneath my bare, sunbathed feet.

As the sun’s warm and transparent rays

Wrap my arms while tinting my face and cheeks.

The  soft aroma of sun warmed pines, wildflowers and

other woodsy scents drift with the quiet breeze.

Such a tranquil and peaceful, summery day

Just sitting by this swaying forest of trees.