The wind rustles
through the trees
around the white church
and if you listen carefully
you hear the angels sing
And I bow my head
and breathe my prayers
I breathe you
for in all that is sacred
I find our love
©RoseGirl2021
Poetic Art From The Heart ~ Finding Beauty In Truth
The wind rustles
through the trees
around the white church
and if you listen carefully
you hear the angels sing
And I bow my head
and breathe my prayers
I breathe you
for in all that is sacred
I find our love
©RoseGirl2021
Adore this the angels make their presence known by a breath of wind so this spoke to me completely.. is that church near you Marieke?
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Thank you! No I’m on vacation on the other side of the country right now.
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