Caress of the Wind
He was like a cold winter's day,
Distant and aloof.
A rhyme from God's kingdom,
That I did not comprehend.
Melting with the sunlight,
When he appeared.
A passion that you could,
Never touch.
His philosophy was kindness,
To humanity and neighbours.
An intelligence of the future,
Where you could learn.
Appearing on God's stage,
Like the caress of the wind.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
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