The morning sun is warm
I walk through mountain meadows...
A breeze brushes across my face..
I look all around at the beauty that God has given us..
The tall green trees, seem to whisper softly to me...hellooooo..
Clouds like fluffy white pillows, hanging in a blue sky....
I lay down, nestled in the tall grass...
the sun warming my skin like a wood fire stove..
The smell of the wild flowers flooding my senses...
The whispering of the wind.....
Gently fills my ears with a mountain song...
I am so amazed at the beauty of this place...
Thank you God!
Amen
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