Monday, February 7, 2011


The wind blows in response to the sea
Which takes the chance to break in waves
So that the sand won't feel the heat
As the sun shines through the days

Then the moon has its turn and place
To hold the stars that shine, and sings
Words and music no one could make
Fill the night of all living things

And a quiet soul beholds the scenary
With its baffling wisdom and magnitude
And the baffled heart stares stubbornly
Praying and singing in sole gratitude

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