HEAR
We could hear them move, but no one was there, like the rain on the windows, it was knocking, but no one was there.
We could hear them in the wind, like the leaves moving it had a sound, but we could not understand.
We could try to hear the message of the river, as it moved and made sounds with the splashes, it sounded like a rhythm of music, giving us relaxation.
We could hear the fireflies buzzing, but we could not understand, we thought the sound was like a type of hive, working as one.
We could hear God, with his many messages, like the times he spoke to Moses from the burning bush, we thought about the many messages we got.
Some could not hear or see at all, they lived their life, not hearing a word, leaving them to move through life without any type of knowledge of God.
We lift prayers for all to hear and see, and feel the love of God that we feel.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
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