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The Scent of Water

Veneration is done for anointing. The earth requires an anointment. The breeze takes the heat from our faces. We walk as a caravan that must migrate. Our faith is with God and our belief is concentrated on a better day. For there is, hope to embrace and a grandeur spirit to take place. For the Lord is our shepherd, as natural disaster takes, a mind is phased. Contemplated is the prophecy of our tragedy. The scent of water is in the air. The ground is in a drought. We are strengthened by God in our will to live. The rain will fall. This storm of life will be over and done. Thus, a new day has come. _______________________________| PENNED ON JULY 07, 2014!

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Date: 7/8/2014 7:35:00 AM
I really like the direction you have taken with this piece. Amen!
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Verlena S. Walker
Date: 7/8/2014 12:12:00 PM
Thanks Rick for your positive feedback. Verlena

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