A Time To Be Still

My Great Master blows His healing, sweet cool breath, which falls upon me in magically, perfectly shaped, tiny crystal diamonds. These flakes fall gently, upon my face. You give me silent peace, I rest now with all of your creation. A time for reflection crosses my path, a time to be still and hear God's clear and loving voice. I know God is real when I look at the beauty of these snow covered forests. I always have known that God's great house will also one day be my home. by S.E. Clark