God's Wind
The wind rises up just enough to cool me and get a bit of attention.
It has been unbearably hot, we are on a school bus, waiting for the rest of the staff.
I look out the window and see the leaves of the lone tree moving, and shaking.
Grateful, I smile, loving, adoring, and appreciating the bit of God’s wind, on this bus.
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