As They Billow
Soft cool rains fall clear-crystal and alabaster sands are patiently... broken down, by
the merry hands of the wind...
time... .
The Sun rises, falls, Mother Earth and Moon, all the planets revolve around, enchanted
amid, reverent hope-promenades-about love lulls them sings them a tender song,
grace... delights... .
Wild horses run boldly as-one across gentle, vibrantly swaying fragrant-meadows joyous
hound-dogs howl, dueling fiddles have been told too, to revive, new-babies, they cry...
majestic loons as-they-are glide together upon glassy-sheen's, their beauty-reflected,
on-golden ponds... .
True divinity freedom-bellows-out is not a farce.
White clouds puff up billow in glorious efforts to greet their provision the open welcome
of purple Heavens.
Knowing-full-and-well, of all this... their-gracious-rains quietly, remind... .
Author notes
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AscPOozwYA8
Copyright © James Long | Year Posted 2010
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