By J Ann Crowder

Rain sings as it splashes earthy vines and dirt
 
The air moves as with our universe’s motion
 
She whispers her thoughts where secrets abide
 
Streams carve earth, singing to mountains where we find solace
 
As souls' yearn for a dreamer’s dream and truths of fairytales
 
Winter’s sublimity stires echoes of words and nature tells us her story
 
She is a silent preacher
 
She holds God’s magic within her tiny grasp
 
She is an eternal footprint among eternal galaxies
 
We are mere dots existing within her dominion
 
She carries us upon her nurturing sphere, dancing with moons and constellations
 
Her dance is eternal
 
God, her choreographer
 
Here, imagination climbs to her highest heights

Written May 27th, 2017.

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Nelson D Reyes
over 2 years

I love it! "Streams...sing to mountains where we find solace...
truths of fairytales" Fave/love. Thank you Jennifer.

J Ann Crowder
J Ann Crowder
over 2 years

Thank you good friend!

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