New Horizons
Hues change in an array of textures;
varied depth of colors
fill my vision.
Inviting renewed effort,
achievements feel possible.
God's handwork abounds..
Calming feelings envelop,
enscone my mind;
victory is assured.
Pungent odor of faith
fills nostrils, hungry
for the presence of God.
Horizons fill the sense,
spiritual and others,
feel the loving touch of God.
Copyright © Miriam Fredericks | Year Posted 2006
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