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Friday, July 5, 2013

After the morning storms

The air was cool and crisp  and she was brushing against my  face
She was singing to me of beauty and she was singing to me of grace
How wonderful the world would be if they would just learn to sing
These were the words she was echoing as she was greeting everything

The flowers were waving to and fro as they shared their colors around
Happily they were singing their song even though they made no sound
Their beauty was so touching and their fragrances were everywhere.
Every one who came to know them came in touch with Eternal Care

Crawling creatures were moving about and sliding across the ground
Tiny insects were busy about the raindrops that were falling around
All the plants were whispering and the wind, she was drawing near
The universe was waking up and she was singing for all to hear

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