My father used to tell me: Stay in touch with nature and you shall stay in touch with God. Your poem reminds me of those words. Thank you, Debby. Love and best wishes to you,
I looked at the sky and thinking about my first cup of morning coffee I said aloud, "I am thirsty"...suddenly a drop of water hit my face.
God was listening.
...and it felt like you invited us all in to sit a spell in your garden and sip on quietly on our coffee as we watched the world that you presented. Well done.
hugs
Fee
This is the first poem of yours I've read Debby and I'm now off to see it there are more posted here. You write superbly. I know exactly what you mean by those rare and special times when it feels like God is present. Thank you for the gift of this poem. You made my day.
Happy Writing,
Marcia
This exceptional book, Celebrating the Gift of Being Alive, has the perfect thoughts and words for birthdays, graduations, engagements, marriages, and any life celebration or family tradition.
God IS present.
Blessings,
JMD
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Regis
God was listening.
Georg
hugs
Fee
Cheers,
Dan
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Happy Writing,
Marcia