While walking the world
I hear the melody of love
in a whispering breeze,
see harmony in the
smile of a stranger,
feel wonder at a
lovely flower
rising from
sod ...
When walking the world
everything that I hear
and see reminds me
of the power of
God.
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
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Edwin
What a relaxing poem with such an important message.
Mary