Autumn Forest

Ah! The quietness of nature! Here it all is captured by a running river racing to its end. I can hear the breath of water which in itself never falters. I feel all but lonely with Jehovah- my Friend. Scattered leaves of many colors: holding yellow, brown, red and orange. Softened branches at last fallen answer gravity's calling. Life's teeming with his creation in scenes like this through many nations. What proof in such excellence could whisper in ungratefulness, Jehovah God does not exist? Chanté Walker Thursday January 18, 2018 "An Album of Expressions-January 2018"