We have been blessed with beautiful fall weather of late and it stirred some words which have lying dormant for a spell. I do hope you enjoy.. and I apologize for my lack of commenting. Life sometimes give you a rock to stumble over.. but I have been reading!
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When leaves grow silent
But for soft whispers of descent
From lofty perches
The composer of all things
Writes His autumn concerto
It begins softly, gentle in its chords... teasing the spirit of wind chimes and now bare trees. Each note carries the scent of time, the taste of harvest, the touch of homemade memories. It is a symphony of goodness, a collage of reflection. It is music as only He can write it... beautifully... in the key of autumn.
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
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