I Am
I am the wind thru the trees
The apple blossom on fragrant breeze
A solitary sunbeam on a cloudy day
The rhythm of life as the tall oaks sway
I am the stream teaming with life
And the orchard, sweet, when all is ripe
Before creation was spoken to be
I am that I am, and I am He
Christopher Thor Britt
Motif: Spiritual
Copyright © Christopher Thor Britt | Year Posted 2013
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