I believe in God - a poem
as fir trees sway far above my head the breeze softly ripples my hair the long grasses sway and the flowers flush their scent I know there is something far knowing, far reaching, than myself
as I hold a child in my arms see the perfect fingers and toes touch the soft skin and smell the baby scent I know there is something far knowing, far reaching than m…
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