~I Feel The Breeze~
I feel the breeze on my face
Then I see a light
God's eyes are shining down on me
Blue and ever bright
I know God's loving grace
Warm here in the sun
A prayer forms on my lips
As His mercy and I become one
The rain whispers softly-
God's tears for those who cannot see
The beauty of 'God's Art, I know He is....
Then I ask forgiveness as I turn towards home
I feel blessed, as I linger in the breeze
~**~
Linda Ann Henry ©August2012
Do you remember me
The people's poet
linda11231949@aol.com
The wind bloweth where it listeth,
and thou hearest the sound thereof,
but canst not tell whence it cometh,
and whither it goeth:
so is every one that
is born of the Spirit.
John 3:8 (KJV)
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