The wind came today from its room in the sky,Gracing our presence and cooing with sighs.
Ruffling the spruce, with leaves colored with love,
It swirls to the ground, honored and beloved.
the dance of the sky, the dance of the wind?
It whispers, it knows. The secret's been told!
Before sweat and shiver - silver and gold.
Living days painted varied colors from the next,
Grey, blue, yellow- black with starry flecks.There's a secret of the sky that wraps us in delight,
It giggles, for it knows. It knows the meaning of our life.
"God rewrote the text of my life when I opened the book of my heart to his eyes." Psalm 18:24
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