The Trees; the Sky…This Day
A warm winter’s sun assaults the shadows.
Brilliant rays of life stream across my face.
Each beam like unto the whispers of God-
Ever present is His eternal grace.
Thus should not I join the trees and the sky?
Should not this spirit ever be thankful for this day?
Though shadows still lurk and the darkness of uncertainty looms-
Should not I rejoice and join the trees and skies in praise?
“Life is the blessing born on the breath of God- Life is good and God is great”.
J. Allen Wilson © 1/30/2011