Sunday, June 14, 2015

A WHISPER IN THE WIND


Absolute stillness; not a breath of air anywhere
Then, at the very top of the tallest tree the leaves begin to flutter
Then the branches begin to sway
Moments later the movement drifted down the tree to the ground
Soon all of the trees, highest to lowest, were moving ever so gently
The branches simply swaying as the leaves broke through the still air
Moments later all movement stopped and the absolute stillness returned

A breath of God just came to bring its greetings to my hungry heart.

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